It's been said too much again:
all that bad that grows
in the bottom of your stomach,
and in the heart also,i guess.
You almost have the upper hand
and with succeeders prank (?) ((and acting like a succeeder))
you book a room from a hotel
and you'll supposedly spend the night there.
Personally you're the Christ to yourself,
others can wait for your amnesty,
and you,personally,
the only dictater
in the leading role in so many others lifes.
You bother your friends,
when you would recognize the heaven:
what did you say:
"Pig! " and
"i hate you".
it would be the time to call now
fighting was for nothing
Right away you'd want,
those children and that garden.
And yet she,
at last she gets tired in everything.
someone else makes the mistake,
and get a crush somewhere
you'll find a new victim, rosemouth, *
this happens all over again.