Bitter

Stretching mouths filled with animosity, flickering fire candles bring. You will miss the vacant room with both stories, you will melt your own fire with your lies, you will live every cold night alone. Expecting a visit? just light the whole meadow with your brilliant mind, with it you can separate the good show and the preview while it ends. Words can never answer your questions, and questions can never ask you. Waiting, still waiting with ignorance and patience, keep it enchanting, while the rest is making their way close to you, they will see how great you truly are, how well you put your words in a not so equal way, how you target those who cannot understand, how well you perform to those you know would imply. They all saw it. They have. They already have eyes and you can’t put a finger on anyone of them. Maybe it is the most convincing way to do it, but how long could luck go with you? How long could you wash yourself with fatal blunt words for everyone to know you could be someone? Keep it up and see what could be inside, but still how long could you keep this up? How long could you still keep up your luck?

Bitter

blahzx

Joined October 2008

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