12.28.2010

Random pieces of poetry, X: Lies, they taste like wine...


The purple wine tastes so fine
So do lies, they sound so nice
The lies you hear... 
I'll paint myself in your colorful, vivid dreams
I'll live with you in a green, lonely field.

Lock Yourself , throw away your feelings
After so many lies, you believe it's the only way to succeed
Money will come, men and women will fall for you
Congratulate yourself, successful fool





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