Thursday, April 16, 2009

regrets(foot inyour mouth)


Secret is a science
of disobeying your conscience.
Your heart is the great dictator
and you just have to obey the emperor...
It's a crime to say sorry,
It's a pleasure to have something to worry.
So keep it,( Sacred) as you would, a treasure!
don't flaunt it, (Even when you are) under pressure!
It's all your own, (And under its weight) you are going down!
you are a brave soul, (Naive though are) take it to the grave!

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