Slave To The Pretenders a poem by me

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Slave To The Pretenders

A fool I am For The Pretenders and My Time I won't let them shine Forever darkness you coward confess Do you play with Love? The white dove is gone Freedom is no more Where is my Love? Coward confess My Light seemed a bless To your face i consume clear air To your body I consume clear water You to your body you consume illness Coward confess You seem a mess A fool I was


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