Believe my face
Believe my eyes.
Believe all the lies.
Believe the others and go chatter it up.
Put me on blast
Talk the talk
Its crazy how one can love me.
Its my rumbunchious
Dysfunction that
Create combustion
When the conscious mind reminds us all of a quiter time.
A softer rhyme
Not so rough or tough.
the good old days with the group
Who now hate each other
And will never reconsile.
Surely a quick fake smile.
Walk down the dark isle
Step into a new style.
©number14
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