Mar 01 2010
The Truth
You are not the ones for love to know,
You are not the ones for life to please,
All you hunt is dirty euro dough,
It’s, in fact, a terrible disease.
Your infected ego is inflated,
It will burst and poison all your veins.
Even when the beast is saturated,
It is still your helplessness that reigns.
Every step you take will be declared
As the most expected epic fall.
I’m the only poet who has dared
To announce the truth, to say it all.
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