A place where heart desire to love but bodies crave evil. Where spirits are set on high but distracted minds are lethal.
A place where sacred souls are rewarded with public hate. And set apart love is met by human nature.
A place where there is no peace. Souls decrease as pockets increase.
It's hard to love a place where it's even harder to find love. Costumes everywhere and masks on everyone.
It seems as though the old way of life is the whole way of life. flights by night and relations on sight.
Some work hard to play hard, then play hard to get. Others play hard to stay hard, till things get intense.
Responsibilities are created, now they're on the fence. Then they leave, leaving the other on defense.
In this world all things work together for your good, and also your demise. we die to live because we live to die.
Life seems to be all about money, diamonds, and girls; a sad reality of this Cold Dark world.
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Byron Perry
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