Well Said
Well said.
I can’t hold a conversation that is not in metaphor.
I can see through your lies as I show you my all.
It’s not a pretty sight seeing as you do.
It’s a mixed up Zen in a world of broken fools.
It’s a beautiful time to destroy everything.
I fall at your feet to ask you for nothing.
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