I try a kind of writing where you start with 10 syllables, then 8, 6 and ending with 4.
Never they shall listen to you this day, not until they have found the way, for their goals they will pay, cash or card say?
Stand in their path and watch them throw you away, no reason stays in their head today, for what they desire they pray, for getting it easily
Burning the woods for their paper money, so they can buy all milk and honey, isnt it just a bit funny, cut woods earn money
Poetry by Mason Francis
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Written on 2013-07-03 at 09:50
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Destruction desires
When people are destined onto a goal, they lose the logic in their soul, call you weird call you foul, brain bullet hole.Never they shall listen to you this day, not until they have found the way, for their goals they will pay, cash or card say?
Stand in their path and watch them throw you away, no reason stays in their head today, for what they desire they pray, for getting it easily
Burning the woods for their paper money, so they can buy all milk and honey, isnt it just a bit funny, cut woods earn money
Poetry by Mason Francis
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Written on 2013-07-03 at 09:50
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