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Fractured


Fractured

Nobody tells you how it really is
That you can't trust anyone but yourself
Manipulation is decriminalised
Envy is the ultimate control
Life is a failure
If you try to stay in light
Life is a failure
If your words don't back up your hide
Holding out a hand for help
Puckering your lips for a kiss
The rumbling thunder of discontent
Life is to be worshipped
Life is to be cherished
The hardest thing is to be good
The hardest thing is to stay good at heart
Is to wish everyone else well
As they fracture your sense of calm
Your thoughts of well being
Safety is within
Safety is from within
Life is being at one
At one with the living world we share
It's alive, more alive than yourself
In this short time experience we're here.

V Topp

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Drinking-Sane-Water-Vincent-Topp-ebook/dp/B01NBX7TS9/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid

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