Hoof to the Chest
I’ll hold my tongue to avoid conflict
In hopes you learn to step off of it
The high horse you cling too
The petty high you cum to
You were belittled
So you promote bitterness
You mask your emotions
To make fun of innocence
If you had a conscious
I’d shake hands with it
But here we sit
In anger and lies
Your self enlightenment.
Posted Oct 24, 2022, 3:03 AM UTC
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