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Cold Blooded Man

[Foreword]:

Let's talk about him...
Rumor has it,
He's a smug,
Let's talk about him...
They say he is...
But is he?...
He's ambiguous,
He never talks of himself,
So, let's talk about him...
Number eleven,
He's such a narcissist,
Gemini,
Nobody trust him,
Like a snake,
Let's talk about him...
He never falls in love,
He plays with fire like a pyromaniac,
He can't be tamed,
Let's talk about him...
He breaks hearts all the time,
And then runaway,
Let's talk about him...
Look what he makes us do,
He entertain us,
So, let's talk about him...
He's a cocky boy,
Gold snake,
He knows how to play this game,
He's the protagonist,
He put us to talk about him,
With no regrets,
He's in the spotlight,
He caught our attention,
Let's talk about his reputation.

I wrote this chapter to the bad liars,
I'm a good guy, but I like to start fires.

The poets recited my verses,
The writers sold my chapters,
The robbers stole my relics,
The singers sang my lyrics,
The haters shouted my name,
The fakers bought my fame,
All them rained on my parade

I was thrown to the lions,
My armor was made of iron,
The riders with their horses
Chased me with their torches.

I ran with wolves for my life,
I was raised for the pride,
They tore my kingdom down,
It burnt from dusk til dawn.

The day after the last stand
I was "the most wanted" man,
My knights in shining armor
Were exiled by false emperors.

I'm a cold blooded man,
Half reptile, half human,
The devil in town,
In bloom by now.

I once was their prey,
Big name, bad fame,
The devil in town,
In bloom right now.

I was hidden in the woods,
My feet tangled by the roots,
The beliebers cursing sinners,
They chose me as their winner.

They unleashed all my demons,
blood ran rusted and crimson,
I was named the most sinister,
They sent their hooded robbers.

First act, they took the crown,
Second act, they stole the throne,
Never mess with my star sign,
They forgot legends never die.

I'm a cold blooded man,
Half reptile, half human
The devil in town,
In bloom by now,

I once was their prey,
Big name, bad fame,
The devil in town,
In bloom right now.

I was bitten by deadly snakes,
I was torn by red rose thorns,
My bloodstream burst in flames,
Thundered like a raging storm.

I was the dark side of the moon,
I swear that I was up to no good,
Everybody curse, nobody trust,
I touched them, they turned dust.

Vengeance is best served cold,
And all that glitters is not gold,
I waited my turn, they got theirs,
Hell kills every man for himself,

They made me play their game,
They played dirty, I played better,
I had my ace under the sleeve,
I made a toast to all my enemies,
I drank from the goblet my fave wine,
Now I got them playing mine,
The best revenge is they can't quit.

I got them falling down like dominoes,
I made checkmate on their chessboard.

I wrote this chapter to the bad liars,
I'm a good guy, but I like to start fires.

[Postscript]:

This chapter is a metaphor about how
I faced during years to those bully people out there who tried to bring me down. I understood that I was stronger than I thought. I born under the influence of a master number. I let those people hurt me to get more confidence, inner strenght and comprehension about how rough life can be sometimes and to know me better as an individual. I learnt to ignore the things that can affect us, tearing us down, I wore my best armor and followed my path, never looking back. I forgave myself and forgave the rest because I understood when you do something bad, when you commit a crime, karma comes sooner or later and you pay the price. What goes around, comes around. This is how the world works. So this entire chapter is a metaphor about how I faced those days of bullying for being different, for being myself and not trying to be someone else to fit in a group of people and be part of the majorities. Those people think they know you for what they have heard about your persona, they just put a tag on you, they think they can talk about you, give opinions about what they think you are or you do. but the truth is they not even know you. They heard the rumors and made them their truth.

I have grown as a man along the years and I consider myself a "cold blooded man", cold enough to ignore the bad people and the bad comments and fake rumors about me, warm enough to keep close the people I really love, those few friends who really know me and are part of my lifeline.

I just want to end this postscript telling you: Hey you! Never let a person ruin your life, you're stronger, beautiful and smarter than you think. Loving yourself is the best weapon you ever have. Even if they try to undercut your success or harm your reputation, remember who you really are and remember that you're one of a kind, at the end of the day, people always throw rocks to things that shine a lot. If they envy you, they fall, if you ignore them, you win.
Checkmate!.