Villain
Blurred lines,
Confusion.
Ties broken.
I am standing ,
In middle of two oceans.
Black and white?
No it's grey,
Hurricanes ,
Collided ,
I can't look nowhere else.
I am going to explode ,
Help me not,
Years of load and depression.
Now I can join points with repercussions.
All are the heros,
All are the slaves,
All are tortured,
And all are saved.
Everyone's true,
So where's the dissimulator,
I want him destroyed
Because I am a traitor.
Misunderstanding sprouts best with hate,
So I preached love,
Just to find out,
Malice is not injurious to health.
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