Sounds of honesty, unsung by the flute.
I cannot break the spotless window that people choose to see me through.
Unspoken truths trapped in the tongues of the mute.
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I am a liar, I am morally deficient, bankrupt, and corrupt; I am a dirty cheat.
For my lady does not deserve any of this.
For our love and beautiful things, I ought to gift my one with eternal and continuous bliss.
Instead, I am my Father’s son, an uncommitted somebody, a damn deadbeat.
We are not all religious, but we are a people who is spiritual.
Our borrowed beliefs have us performing borrowed rituals.
I gave my soul to the Higher-Self, the Lord, God, I am He.
It was a once-off deal like a residual, but with some renewals.
When the only real solution
is the inevitable dissolution,
Never been one to be under any illusion
I see the faux and forced inclusion.
Trying to align these innocent and good intentions
with the often misunderstood and contradictory actions.
i Love YOU today and forever.
Let’s share our eternity together.