Started off solo
No broken heart
The rojo in the eyes
Of the deceitful
Attracted the pure,
New and divine.
What beautiful lies.
Continually dividing
The purity and diviness
Master of all disguises
Makes no path to reach
The Most High.
What beatiful lies.
Covered in its kryptonite
Wish away the Dark
The Light
Can no longer shine.
What beautiful lies.
The time is near
No fears, no tears
Just peers; helping hands,
Not for righteousness,
But Blocks the Bliss.
The Blessings been DISGUISED!!!
WHAT BEAUTIFUL LIES.
YOU ARE READING
the Mystery(Atty Awards 2012) VOTE !!!!
PoesíaYou ever wondered why we dont do the thigns that we are supposed to do ? ? ? well i wonder too. this poem is telling whoever reads it that its just time for change and individualism .... lets speak up yall i know we are all tired of being the victim...
