They know

Author: Iulian /


I guess i learn
this road with no return.
Unborn.

I leave my faith
Don't play with it my mate
They keep on hate...
Self Congratulate.

I guess i die
What a dirthy lie.
Cry.

I leave my God
Into this world of mud
Roughly articulate
Into refuse and hate.


I guess I try
What a nusty fly.
Fuck and Die.

I leave my heart
Unfaithfully falling apart
This is a dark day
For a pray.

I feel your mouth's smell
Filthy spitting a spell
Go to hell.

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