She's A Fake - Poem by Richard Koeberg
She was fooling and lying, this was yesterday.
Today she is holy, in the corner she pray.
For all the wrong things, she wishes to be known.
She gives honor and never forgets about the man on the throne.
She wishes to disappear, screaming suicidal thoughts.
Claiming her love is from jesus, it doesn't need to be bought.
She's in the middle, she loves the world and all its makes.
She wants a true friend, but I don't operate with Fakes.
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