Didith Marcelo (January 1,1989 / Phillippines)
Fruits Of Foe
I was curious when i learned your hostility,
I was surprise, unhappy to know your ways,
I was so pissed off when i witnessed your lies,
You change the difference, you block me once and try to trigger my temper,
I kept my silence and observed your crooked funky mindset,
Read all your thoughts such as filty blood rags of a lass.
I tried to blot you out of my mind,
But my vein insisted me as the impact of my heart ache cause me being sapped like a grapes of bunch trampled by someone strength of foot
You stole my art as i can see,
Tried to copy my journey free,
But you can never be like me,
Because God set the exactly being everything as the way i am.
You can never plunder and race against me,
You have no guts to set your ego above my head.
So don't ever challenge me for the reasons of your anger futility neither of your coveteous heart,
because you can never win, never win,
as God can see the reason you have,
Though you denied that you invited me
Yet but it's very transparent that you already lose out
the game of the champion.
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