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Destiny and anger, prophetic analogies.
Quiet, morphing angels. I am this mentality.
Blue, green, red, and then brown.
Fearful in all colors, smile or frown.
Distant, tasteful, and deceptive.
Risky, wasteful with perspective.
Danger has no mortal home.
It will harm or let alone.
Bullies, cowards, malcontent.
Dead or alive, dreams still bend.
Breathing breaths that none can handle.
Darkness to which none hold a candle.
Absolute believing systems.
Flawless, yet, there is no rhythm.
Flow without a kink or knot.
Blown without the wind distraught.
Leap of faith into your heart.
Take a look at your God's start.
See if it tells you what you want.
Your religion, be what you're not.
They apologize and cry. They think, think, think.
They tell you you're no good 'cause you're a meek, weak link.
Cry alone, as far as they know.
You're nothing to them but a brainless show.
Quiet, morphing angels. I am this mentality.
Blue, green, red, and then brown.
Fearful in all colors, smile or frown.
Distant, tasteful, and deceptive.
Risky, wasteful with perspective.
Danger has no mortal home.
It will harm or let alone.
Bullies, cowards, malcontent.
Dead or alive, dreams still bend.
Breathing breaths that none can handle.
Darkness to which none hold a candle.
Absolute believing systems.
Flawless, yet, there is no rhythm.
Flow without a kink or knot.
Blown without the wind distraught.
Leap of faith into your heart.
Take a look at your God's start.
See if it tells you what you want.
Your religion, be what you're not.
They apologize and cry. They think, think, think.
They tell you you're no good 'cause you're a meek, weak link.
Cry alone, as far as they know.
You're nothing to them but a brainless show.