God kicked you out
To create, ridiculous man
Creates to break
One after another
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If to hold life
With its beauty
And qualities
Is religion!
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I get pleasure
Becomes angry
And horny too
By the ideas
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without reason
you left me
in the lurch
when I was down
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Hands of success
Mudded with
Tricks and lie
Rolling down
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Everyday out of the step
Under the tree my friends
Sits and greets me good
Night and happy morning
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Tricks are at my door
Lie lies at my window
Weaving me friendships
Bribing me sure success
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My figment of imaginations
Find perfect pictures in the
Face and appearances of you
My dream girl dances, my hope
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