Black and White

Don’t speak, lest your words perforate
The ego of the asshole state
Don’t perforate lets your words design
To ruin the tower that is mine
Don’t speak let a lie be true
But I know all about you
And the forest you wield with a smile
The darkness you do for a while
And when I do the same to you
You take me down as the others do
So don’t be the little dream
Being grown into a queen
Your just the same as all the rest
And if you put me to the test
Then I will topple what you hold
And you hold as though it were gold
Don’t make me or I will
Don’t make me, you don’t have the skill.

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