Best Friend
You don't know hate until you're full of s**t
Death serves a higher being below our ways
The only sad thing is that you can't commit
It's not what everyone thinks they praise
The blast can easily break my brittle chest
Emotional grin because you're full of sin
What does the world think they're blessed?
In the end you will regret what had been
Faulty actions, universal attractions and heinous reactions
The angel among you is falling dead
Because you followed what you thought you said
F***ed in the head and soon to be in a coma instead
Spit on society to watch the weak capillary actions
Copyright © Granola Bars | Year Posted 2013
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