I know what I know
What I know is my tell tale
Even when I make mistakes
In grammar,
typos, and in my rhyme
Deep in the abyss of my soul
I know what I know
And It’s what I know
Is my tell tale
Mistakes will take flight
For I am only human
And far from a philosopher
The more mistake I make,
the more I learn,
If you see one,
Bear with me
Tell me a tell tale
I will not take an offensive tale
My mistakes, help me to grow
It's hilarious how many times
I can read my very own work
But I still don't notice a tipo < oops
And it makes me go bersirrk <oops
At times someone else's eyes
Are exactly what it takes
To notice in your little rhime<oops
The smallest of mistakes
Or even the biggest one
Who cares,
what I know
is what I know
My tell tale
It makes it all worth it
<> tell me urs

First it steals small names
   then dreams of cunning lust.
   It smothers white hot desire
   then steals my flaccid trust.

   It hides joys I knew and my
   hate I once kept in my head
   steals lovers not forgotten.
   It buries me before I'm dead.

Lie and truth fell in love..
Lie began to speak truth
and truth, the lie..

Who's wrong?

They come with guns
And bring death and destruction laugher and hate and
It's not a pretty sight
Seen dead body's in life
It's sadness and
Hurt and pain every day and
Rivers of Gaza full of children's blood and
My life is so miserable and
No peace in Gaza today
They come to disrupt us
And forcefully **** us
One by one every day and
I'm drowning oh I'm drowning
In Palestinan blood
Every day.