Beautiful lie

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The murderer walks free because he bribed the judge.
The rapist goes home with just a warning and a lot of bad luck.
The drug dealers are still drug dealing.
The man whore still beds his own mother;
Right from when he's manhood could stand erect,
She de flowered her only son because she hated his father.
When I open my eyes, I see so many dumb people
So I shut it faster than you only live once.
What of the dad that marries his daughters;
Mad max fury jungle justice
He cane them till they loved it
Disguised himself as their husbands.
An evil man practicing diabolitics.
That's that for that....
She couldn't keep it in her pants any longer,
Daddy's little girl hated by her mother
She took it in the ass, virgin undercover
Blamed it on her sister, her one secret lover.
Sick sick sick people.
You never know what's going on, till what's going on knows you
Once you let yourself get caught in their rap,
You get lured into the act.
The truth is fiction drowning under fact of lies.
So when you find it, Keep it.
Oh brother!
That man sold everything including himself
Now he's a pig to the slaves, not even the masters.
He's world is lost now, gone with the caspers.
They hide and struggle, and lie and fight for....
Absolutely nothing.
The only person you can control is yourself.
Once you try to control someone else, you lose control of your self.
The powers that be know this, so they create media and mediums.
That's that about that....
Last words;
Only the best last.

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