Monday, April 13, 2009

With Lies

This is no time for complaints
But she begs of you. (Another word of woe

Decipher the words to change the likes
And kindly show yourself out
This is not a time for friends

Beginning the end means &@” starting all over
Dance the song of words
Combine the likes
;;;;I need time ))
Spin faster now. Spin! Spin! Spin?
Clocking nothing now

Fire of the city
But lights are out at night
Crying to see her pity
Do we really live to fight$$?

Rest on her shoulder, she’ll let you Piece
Money gone, I like nigh
Inspiration turns to doe
With lies

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