lucy roxana lardy
*vivid Lies* - Poem by lucy roxana lardy
stop with the fables no longer want this fantasy of time.
i know now, that the wicked, they never die. no matter how hard you try.
time wasted here, time wasted there. with this one, with that one.
searching for something that was never really there.
dont want to hear how the good prosper. patience is NOT a virtue; doesnt go together.
when you run out of good ideas the bad ones start to look better.
maybe its time to crossover, to try a diffrent approach; cant seem to fix my mood.
cuz when god ignores you long enough the devil starts looking good
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