Disparagement

by MyHalozChokinMe   Dec 6, 2012


The blaming game drags, pushes and shoves the
guiltless conscience you've been dreaming of.

Where every lucid moment is an acquittal,
absolved and cleansed, a flawless smile,

Every denial is reconciled,

with a piece of peace unchained from change,
so everything's certain and stability remains.

The stakes are high, the rules are lenient,
blame's not personal, it's just convenient.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Mohan

    I like the begining
    nice job 5/5

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