Desiree Dissention disliked dishonest disorderly Denise
Discontented Destiny discounted Desiree’s dislike of Denise
Diabolical Denise displayed despotic disapproval of Desi
Desiree and Destiny’s discord disgusted Desi and Denise
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I know that I’m addicted Although it’s self inflicted Life is not what I depicted To this I am convicted I don’t want any help I want to do it myself My efforts are in vain It’s impossible to abstain Even when I try distraction My demons say time for action I wish I could just have them slain But I can’t nor my life regain Even if I could ebb the woes The need for this never slows I am losing this battle, feeling drained my brain will simply not be retrained Please someone give me the solution End the voices and my mind pollution Or I know what I’m destined for If I can’t beat this I’ll be here no more
Now for that reason I'm disturbed
But here's the real news feed
I'm addicted to my words
But in your mind you was thinking weed
A degree in my country
A decree in my country
No degree is needed
When decree’s respected
Not a degree is valued
When decree is issued
Any degree for boot-clickings?
Only a decree to boot-licking
No degree is profitable
As decree is on profiteers’ table
A degree seen to aid positive change
A decree is issued to end that change
A degree that’s hauling critics
Is issued a decree without ethics
A degree becomes problematic
As decree favors only diplomatic
How dare you proclaim sanctimonious innocence
Innocent you may be as the cheese house rat
Evidence in the stench of your unrighteous fat
Try to paint a picture with your vain empty words
Man looketh on your outward pretence appearance
God knoweth the hidden secrets of your vile heart
How can there be forgiveness for no repentance
I cannot look past your self-contained righteousness
Nor dare I hope you will see your selfimposed perfection
I held you up high on a I-so-esteem you pedelstal
Boy did you give me a sudden unexpected love drop
I feel the cold air of your indifference wisp past my heart
Bad mouthin,
good bloody point!
the hurtful glare the snicker there,
the put down look so odd,
the power play out there today,
by some egg sucking sod...
thanks Robert
Don Johnson