Individual Though Patterns
TRAPPED IN A CORNER
I want to wash you drown
in your lies.
The end of your masquerade,
a matter of time.
Intertwining lies, domination,
control.
Feed his twisted nature.
It is sickening to see dreams die.
A word of advice, fate's
patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and
appearance.
You will fall short of the
dreams to destroy.
In time you will find you self
trapped in a corner.
These four words my friend,I
promise you will not forget.
SOLO: ANDY
SOLO: CHUCK
I am one of many that see
through your lies
Hiding will do you no good,
many seek revenge.
Soon to become a victim of
what you live to create, and
cannot have.
It is sickening to see dreams
die.
A word of advice, fate's
patience is growing short.
Fake down to your mind and
appearance.
You will fall short of the
dreams to destroy.
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