Sacrosanct
o.k.
nothing is sacred
anymore
unless you need a perfect
secret to be upheld
then you are left with those
who always screw up
you know
the ones that
mess up the show
for everyone involved
knowing pure jeaousy
because everyone feels
when the've got it
on point
it's real
so why is
there is always some other baffoon
who
faaucks the whole paradigm
you quickly designed
completely
and
ruined it up
for their own purposes
Damn!
things where going in the right direction
and
POW!
schit smorgasborg
All must take a slice, pile, heap
and one must do what
one does with what's given
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