Pycost

We are completely opposites
You’re out for siege beyond your vision
I lost the thing that hurts me most
If not to be I mourn conflicted
Rub it off with dismissal, your sympathy is
Piffal. I’m shining from your downfall. We are completely opposites
We count the breeds and what we’re missing
I liquidate me mighty missal
I’m saving it from awful places
We are all bored
Clog the day…
Pride is plague…
We don’t want to out grow ourselves as long as
We are occupied and provided for…
We aren’t with feet the optimist…
Without our greed there is no mission