When the sin-crony-I's cry
lesser than their laughter,
it is because they synchronize
weeplessness in their party's morning after.
It is then when they begin
to try and wash out YOUR mouth with soap,
cleansing words with germs that sterilize your hope.
Their intent is to sin-crony-I's you into one of them.
For if you are the enemy, you are certainly not their friend.
The enemy is what I am, for I resist and will not bend
to the sin-crony-I's brainwashing
just to have a "friend".

04/24/2009

Posted on 04/24/2009
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