A double sin strikes back with rage
Showing its teeth and biting hard
The creature that doesn't have an age
For years, just building anger in its cage
You got it wrong, you've got no wild card
And while you're fighting to survive
With broken legs and bleeding eyes
You start to see what caused your dive
You start to be so painfully alive
Forever despising your natural disguise
Your open wounds tell you a story
And now you know it isn't about luck
Some tell you it's all about the glory
But all you have to do is feel a little sorry
The truth has been a sitting duck
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2 comments:
wow! imressive! u r talented, indeed. carry on this awesome chain :D
Thank you so much, I'll try ;))
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