I ain't no killing no one,
I ain't destroying lives,
All I'm doing is trying my best,
To listen to the words of my mind.
Pens down to paint the picture of words
and poems arise from crumbled dust
I don't care for the richness or lure
definite to time, illogical views.
World is going to end, it always do
Sometime sooner, sometimes doom
Whatever in between has to come and go.
Kissed and spat on the face of truth
Love do occur in the mist of vague thoughts
Unexplained reason and unexplained words.
Terrible is the loser of faith
Loser of faith and loser of mate.
Friends creep to the ending line
And show the duality of unkind wine
Dwindling hope leaves me insane
And hope is the last straw to abandon.
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