" Change "

Senister plans lead lives away from literature
Love dedicates to hateful relgions with crooked ministers
Souls leave unborn children as an early finisher
While Life comes back to elders, as deaths so Sinester
Thoughts the replenisher, so fate wont lift its wieght
You can abbriviate the good times, while bad retaliate
A pad of late... But the cushion will forever exagerate
Its impossable to control, just dont let its streangth gravitate
And when its weak, dont underestimate its potential
For its actions cause dislikings, of an endless credential
Not a simple road, for the hard paths hardly patroled
Behold the creator of creations, for only once the storys told
It folds as an out rage, and carriers a broken out-lay
For frozen was the past, as presents lets the droughts stay
Similarities to hell is all we have... Were satans charity
As the rich get richer, the poor is left with even less clarity
Death as its own creation, and endless with its motivation
Hate lives on forever, but love is showering with sanitation
inflation of the elite, brings evil down to knees from feet
But should we celebrate, knowing that things will always repeat
The ones saying please, are your shocking fate of disease
One day back stabbing will happen to you with no relief
Just learn that there is no one to blame, its all in one frame
Cause one day or another the future will bring some Change

Sig created by "Tha Sick One..."

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