Upside Down

By Arcassin Burnham

I don't mind your feral sences, we Could burn a million flames just to 
Cure the sadness,
Do I believe in love?
Not quite from your petty personal vendettas,
They'll  fly above, 
But the upside Is that everyone should be
given a fair trial,
And more Pampers and more formula for 
Every single child, 
But the world is too twisted in endless loops
Of peril and chaos, 
And destruction and death,
It musen't be a bummer to have to breathe 
your last breath,
Fairly twisted and devoted to a state that's more loyal to Satan
Than anything we've ever seen,
Buildings touch the sky in flames in between logic and metaphorical
Cemeteries with symbolic links to all broken dreams,
Touched by an angel in all of the rights ways making sure that you
Could get through the day without screams,
When shit hit the fan , who do you believe?


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