The wrong time, the wrong place, our smiling face of distrust. Buried, the seed deep in all our heads. Prepared ourselves for the fall.
The greed killing !
Instinct of mistrust, instinct - the lust. Their butchery of feelings, geared for the greed killing.
The greed killing !
Not now, then when ? Not now, then when ? When ?
The lust denies the need.
Existence is a steady flow, the moulded image grows. No core, no faith in what you are, the pressure builds right from the start.
Could it be just sour grapes ? Or have we failed to fit their shape ? It`s always give, and never take. How much more can we give ? How much more can we take ?
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