I WILL NEVER DISGUISE
Out of my miseries
Out of my cries
Out of my hurries
Out of my memories
Out of day and night
Out of whats wrong and right
What make me dumb
What make me delight
What make me harsh
What make me bright
What just make everybody shake
What is in me out as fake
I know I will never wake
What I am baking right now
Its not even my cake
Where ever I will go
It will be my place
But my redemies
They dont have any space
To get up have
A thousand ways
But not for
Those unseen rays
Everybody say I am a usual ride
Everybody say I am a usual pride
I am slaughter
I am wide
Loud laughters
I just flied
My base was something else
I just did a mess
I am not dead unless
My life's button will press
I am mannared
I am nice
I am laughing
I am wise
I am grounded
I will rise
Prize might not be mine
But I will never disguise.
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