3.) Cowardice
Hide in your trenched facade
Superficial mask suites your face
Your sinister smile, draws their attention
From your crooked eyed glaze
Right before you break them
It's a sense of power you generate
Isolated underneath your cowardice
Drawing intelligence from ignorance
Spoken through a soap box of stubborness
Arrogance is your best defense
Living by the gospel of your right shouldered devil
With every mark you make on your bedpost
Is a broken hearted boy you've deceived
Through a chain reaction of the men that ravaged you toward emptiness
Like every white line that you snort
To forget about your bitter existence.
~george ray
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