Treasure Island

vincent armone

(1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

Happy times

I want to take it and smash it on the floor
its such a liar

Only a mask to blind you from the truths
Happiness folks lays in bed with despair

They under the covers plan our demise
give us hope and all its promise
only to take it away and crush us

Happiness what a joke
the crulest gift of all
takith and givith away

Happiness you can have it
I am a realiest
And want to take happiness
and smash it on the floor

Submitted: Sunday, November 23, 2008
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  • Salu Salu (11/23/2008 9:17:00 AM)

    man makes his moods and merries...........we can call any feeling in any name
    life itself is a game...sometimes a gambling.... play fair or foul.........
    you are the lord, the determinant.........
    accept as it comes and u will find id blessing........
    thanks for sharing.................rgrds/salu (Report) Reply

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