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I found a girl, and saw her perspective
Silent, yet surprisingly reflective
They claimed she was away, entirely defective

But I knew otherwise just from the look in her eyes
I saw through the silent, and closed off disguise

And from there, I saw the immediate connection
Completely dissected, but still searches for true affection

Her warm, yet crooked emotion
A calmed, yet broken devotion

Silent, but struggling for her sound
and yet, still not a face found

Her skin torn, gone and rotten.
Her mouth stolen, words lost, ignored and forgotten.

She was exposed to all of the morbid things
Corrupted lies, and uneven broken wings

All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew

And she left sudden, without a word,
Her existence she seen was too blurred

Before I could realize, she was gone and done
Did you ever wonder what life can become?

All she wanted to know if happiness was true
This is what I saw, this was the girl I knew..

I stepped on glass today
Going to the kitchen
Before my morning coffee

I stepped on glass today
And it sliced open my sole

Like your sanguine smile

I stepped on glass today
And bandaged up the wound
Leaving the glass inside

I stepped on glass today
And I will tomorrow
And the next day

I step on glass everyday
As soon as you open your mouth
And bite my soul with your shards of teeth  

why do you confuse things

my mystical leanings are obvious

and still you confuse things

you love me in spite of reality

simple case of you're crazy

and the way that we were is dead

it's been years i'm still in your head

and the smell of her skin stays behind

oh, here's another one / fat fucking greedy hands

she gonna take something try changing who i am

why do you confuse me annoint me crimson and gold in hand?

and still you confuse me i'll rake away taking and taking more

Enlightened i tell you of things lurking just outside

a childhood so tragic corrupted so young is why

one turns inside revealing another clings anywhere anyone has the time

why do you confuse things? my apathy's nothing but self defense

and still you'd bleed for me, bear my children through desperate days

I take

How much damage did you do that day?
When you pinned your claw into the roofing sheets
And devoured its beautiful tattered souls into piecing hay
Like tumbler which angrily hits with hammer`s weight
Which stripped the tattered structure naked
And exposed the helpless insider souls to the sky's eyes
Which made them to unjustly accuse their weakening rafters

That day when I first heard your whoosh
Like "fakafiki" of moving train on the track to base
That I was so happy that blessing will soon surface
Until I heard the wailing of my door-rush
And painful "fofofo" of surrounding trees
Like cow that notices knife on his neck

Amidst my face squeezed and fire burnt inside it so peevish
Your heavy-handedness that violently shook my town-stead
Had caused great that I couldn't pleasantly peck
The bowing heads of street poles like dead banana's head
The shameless loosing look of tightening cables like hand of dogoyaro's tree
Splashing of sands that created slopy and erosive dredges
Breaking and littering of debaunchery refuses
That filled and filed around the streets and roads in shamble
So disgust that people found difficult to have their meals
As would claim million-worth, another glory for greedies
That day sky was bright though, but later feigned it
As it raced continuously until later stoppped beneath your roughening feet

Although you clinically swept some parts and dumped it on the other part
Frankly I could say that I'm blessed with little damage
You mounted, that might not worth a ounce to hedge
As my neigbours are to pity as worthening thousands of tons
Which would attract everyone's aids and tones

I could hear neighbours' heart-beats that alleged
You of stopping his life unfair like dead clock when you edged
I could see roof that you carted away
That brewed tension between long time peaceful neighbours
When you ragingly laid it down on wrong owner's way
I could hear the hushful crying of clothline like cricket in the night
Which was accused of carelessness and trustlessness like passive leader

I could attentively listen to inaudible conversation of the town's press
That detailed disorganized and disarranged outlook it's
Which made it loose her elegant face like aged beauty laurete
As I could say, we are the harbingers of this misfortune
So, we have had enough, can you please come next time with mere breeze only
Which I see the weightest reward of earth

Which orated the pity viciously the mind of her offsprings

like wicked mother backs 'jojolo' leg upside

the happy hours seduces the lives of innocentees

causing through the national pent seekers

who intends to gain grains oaf generals' farm

with his minds and souls like cursed HITLER

He could not sleep nor dossing but tearing unity with nail's finger

when the country sings the song

all the featherless birds apologise to the sky

to help them curtail the greedy waving of the tsunami

that hit the mountaneous world with his lightful whirling

like paper play with sea-water

when the country sings a song

the monotone uses will make live no meaning

as the errant dogs have hunted all the conserved games

and no cities across the daring land speak bombom

like thunder-strike passes around clayed groove

the world pills have adversely reacted with faked formulation

the words kill world with smear-sty building by foreign knights

domiciling in the land of other's land with riotic demography

the terms given by Heaven-Artist for remembrance

become thing of violence in akin to manner it plays

the wild-waves flowpour like floody drainage

the desire to peace is marred by evil appearance of hearts

the earth mottles like melting firecoal

the sky races beneath the feet of eagle

no man safe,non escapes,except reign

of diseases that darken the cloud of sun

the modern tool that displace traditional ridge

is a shelter of nation's opportunities,they

carry all values,leave the season of misfortune

everyman has everything,but no has anything

there were heavy-booted smiling people

with their smiling faces resist by their appearance

the thirst of power darkens the eyes of decent

only the ill-attitude ones behave like Nelson

the money bags increase their values,empty-purses

derailed with their condition,the country's custom

only meant for creams,not for driants,who-

cannot express their meaning in the land

there are many ventilated complainants and plaintful,waiting

to hear back their voices without trust their innocencies

as no fair-tale,no equity as the respondants and defendants booed their dignity

who dare man legislates and who dare execue?

As both on the path to behave-like one

like twins has unidentifiable appearance

as there's no truth anywhere in the world

the opposite now the pinnacle of treaties

never imprison the man who tell lies

it's an inheritance of today

there will no time that the sunshine would set

as they chased around the bushes with their fangs

they seems too hard to vampire the neighbours

their acutic ideas contride the safety night

misruling,injustices intimidating the belief of minnows

there were cries,sorrows and mishaps generate the price of trust

there could be no mean word that could reassuring

the fences of the nation

literally,their moon would not ready to torch the earth

where would retards learn the system?

The system that would wake-up the call

the call that would impulse the revolutionary

they may try to continue to skin off our soul like cows

suffering from leathers dealers,we could not sit anymore like toothless dog

our voice must to hear louder like steam engine

we tire of unglorious reward brought by printing papers and inks

the deceiving box just white but not wit

because it's like mirage thinking to be water by thirters

the hidden place that cage the free bird

now weaken and could no way be of any exploiting anymore

the moon has scattered like stars and could no longer light their corridor

the tightier soul had been released from diseases

no fear,no more timid to rise above and dare the devil

and no to lift the lamp to see the beasts' bares

ready to fight,ready to claim the throne for the rightful heir

no more rules for cannibals intending to smear our flesh

how long would we wait to feel our scent?

Or how can we get it right?

Alone,aboard sitting in the boat at country side,seeing many eyes

staring at a purple sky like a learned baby,some with looks like poor kittens

i could neither know nor say xplanation given by their tired looks

Just like that of when heaven passes his messages with rumbling

if I,They should know the reasons why such momentum,a meaning to what day c'ld tell

They are no meaning in what the sense could search

but they are still much in what it could know about

if the matter of what the mess tells the spinning of a country where a few skite the baloons over the many eating all,saving remaining means,nor for others to douse ageing thirsts the suffering,pains,pinches of penury infected souls of masses could that be a game of false dicing by rays of heaven? seemingly the hungry men would have their fates not bright but skiened the wave of tide sad glad flows onwards but xpect to be soon offwards or outwards inwards will count many tink tank of racing shadows of angry rebels there no freakers but fricturers that mourn the rotten riots,hope and hour or hope or hour a mixmood,tears that batter the face to swollen sore no hope nor shape for figurine statue as conscience has no topic in their minds

There's elm,i thought it was a fish voice

like gentle hiss making by snake

so hushful like it on that voice

When it falls like a cockroach's muttering

or like disgressing unknownly grumble

where is my metal,a valuable coin

i search through my heart for questions

perhaps there's response somewhere?

From what must i think?

Just light in weight but overweighing scale

am i to say sorry or giving apology? Because

It's a must to find by the whole world

Else,there won't any safe man on earth again

where is the eagle with its brighter and sharpen eyes?

As i guess can look for it from the heaven

or somebody should tell horse to find it from an ocean

or can a diver show its skill?

May be i could seek the world to sheath the swords

so as to find the glory coin