Fake news


A man was seen walking down the street,
Greeting people;
No souls on his feet.


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Enemy of being great


The Gods are clearly angry at the way we live our lives;
They have warned us, they have threatened us
And still we pay them no mind.


Alcohol is the Devil’s gift to the world;
It stops my brain from being able to think.
I shouldn’t complain about alcohol,
Because I have decided to no longer drink.


You are handed a book telling you how to lead your life,
But there is no time left to complete the story.
I have my independence, my own thoughts and I cannot fall in line;
Enemy of being great…my old friend apathy.


The bigger you are the harder you will fall;
I will rise so far above the norm
And still I shall remain nothing at all.


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Thorns


Love, hope and faith can change the world for us all.  
One life can change two lives from the moment the baby is born.  
In a land full of fear where every path is covered in thorns,
Why not wish for a way,
To remove the pain,
That remains inside your foot?


A way to walk through that door,
Which leads us past all of the thorns.  
If we can find our way,
Then why not try, to at least try,
To walk through that door?


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**** a love


There are times when I feel like just leaving you alone,
But there are times I don’t want to be here all on my own;
But I know if we keep on, keep going on,
I can be right there with you when things go right
And when things go wrong.


I hang out with the losers and the freaks;
I love those people, they are just like me.
Why are you so cruel?  
Why did you treat me like a fool?
Why do I care about anybody in this world?


I’m going to see you as a star and pick you apart;
I love you with all my heart, but to destroy is to create art.
To **** a love is to tear apart a connection.
One plus one equals love; this is what they call a misconception.


One plus one equals the possibility of two equaling love,
But it is not a definite answer to the question.
What happens when you put two people who love each other together?
I’m sorry the answer is not they stay together forever.


**** me please; my life is a tragic comedy,
Written by the Devil and acted out by Jim Henson.
Love was my all, now it is just another word,
I have become the killer of love, I have become another version.


Version 2.0, the new me I became;
I have changed from lover of love to the death of hearts.
I live in a hole of endless pain,
I must **** love; I must banish it to the stars.


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Home for the holidays


Welcome home, to the place you have never wanted to be.
The place you have never felt at home.
No longer the only place you have ever known;
Now you have somewhere else that you can go.


Oh, just smile; the past arguments are just forgotten memories.
The times of change are already here
And this is the place where we all want you to be.


Please don’t leave; we all know it has already been too long.
Surely it is time for us all to just move on.
Those arguments can never be won.
If one side loses, we all lose.  
How can that be fun?


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Flaw


All your beautiful flaws.
I am left crawling at your feet, begging, let me be yours.
Cynicism and pessimism; I see a beautiful prism,
Floating inside your galaxy eyes.
Bitter words choke realism;
I guess the party has to die.


Left behind to tell only lies.
I love the way your truly despise.
You are so apathetic and that’s to your credit;
You have nothing to hide behind.


They say miserable; I see incredible.
So credible, you do not speak their dull,
Repetitive slogans, no catch phrase needed.
No advertisements; you’re real and I mean it.
I love it when you say you really hate.
I love to see you act that way.


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The complete truth


I honestly do not care about anything.
Nothing has flavour; nothing matters.
I do not care about a thing.
I could live or die; I don’t mind your disasters.


I could be happy, or I could cry.
It’s not in my eyes, but from my mind.
I could have written a better line,
But tell me please, who has the time?


I could love, but what is the point of that?
I could give someone a hug, but no-one is worthy.  Just stand back.
Do not get too close or the truth will have to be exposed.
I truly don’t hate you, but well, you know.


Apathy for apathy’s sake.
Rip out my heart so I can throw it away.
Punch me hard in my expressionless face.
I do not care if I have a nice day.


It’s not dislike; it’s not like you did anything wrong.
It’s just every single thing in the entire world is gone.
It all means nothing, I do not care.
I don’t want to shame you, when you say cut my hair.
There truly is no point, it really doesn’t matter.
Believe me, I could show up with green teeth, a disease
And my hair all matted, face unclean, with clothes all torn.
They have never been ironed, because I was never taught.


At the end of the day I could get fired
And I wouldn’t have the tiniest bit of sadness for the loss.
I will gladly accept it because I am so bored of liars.
Tomorrow should be something to look forward to,
But it is not.


So empty inside, but I have to smile.
I have to ask how are you, it’s been a while.
I leave no question mark because the answer does not interest me.
For this I no longer have any empathy.


I could explain, but I will not.
You do your own thing and get lost.
All you say is falling on deaf ears.
I am not listening, so do not expect tears.


Maybe I am a psychopath; I have no remorse.
Compassion I lack, how do you feel about that?
I exist inside all these flaws.
Are you answering?  I am mute, step back
And keep on walking in any direction.
I have no desire to make any kind of connection.


If you get too close, you will see on closer inspection,
That there is no lie here to be found, because this is perfection.
The antipathy of a verse of truth,
Written with a clarity of thought absolute.


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