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Détente

Deterge, the urge to cut the throat of thy verbs, purge these sick satiable liars words, neo nerds in furs, negroids sipping, Negus showing love to thy negrophiles, invited nemesis to those who hate -n- suffer from negrophobia, America neocolonialism, mixed with these Caucasians nepotism, traps from racial -n- educational -n- economical division, sends most to prison through our social media, business steal oil -n- gold from the Middle Easterns, try to dictate how they live, then wage wars against their Religion, Muslims vs. the Jews -n- Christians, the worlds a prison, -n- we’re all institutionalized -n- traditionalized through what’s being broadcast -n- televised, the Devil constantly changes his image -n- the color of his eyes, soon as you think you’ve realized, he slips in a new surprise, staring at the Sun hurts your eyes, so it rains -n- snows to keep the Earth alive, what a disguise, the illusion of life all lies, for the Devil to live, we must die, no détente for we’ve fell victim to too many lies, Heaven where the soul flies, Hell where the soul fries, détente maybe it’s not to be experienced until we die.

Peace is important
We all deserve a portion
We’re all suffering from
The devil utterance
Of his bitter bliss
Old selfish b*tch
 

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