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My Foe
Come and go, ebb and flow
fast and slow, time will go
the reality of truth,
will we ever know?
What does it mean, the feeling in between
the good and the evil
Is there such a thing?
Or is it up to me, just to make believe?
Shakespeare said the worlds a stage,
sometimes I feel the world a plague
If I act a fool, if I act a king
if I take a gun and a sling
if I lose my mind to take a drink
or take a drink to lose my mind
does it matter, once we all die?
or am I just high? Please, can I get high?
In the land of sinners, the brothelsloth is King
coming and going, doing as I please
The more I know, the less I care
the less I care, the more I bear
I bear my soul, so that others may know
the lessons I learned, from life, my foe.
