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A casket of principles

A casket of principles is going with me
In that, my truths are nagging my lies
Lies which I have cherished my whole life
Those truths aren’t shiny like my pubes
They are filthy with grey old hair
These truths were whimpering
In the dungeon of secrets
They were crying to come out of mouth
But my lies were always fighters of evil
They guarded me from these pious snakes
But now, my breaths are gone, so my lies
They fill my casket to trample my life
But idiots are these as I have no life
A casket of principles is going with me
Principle to hold my lips tight
When there is an imminent threat of light
I ate the light with my dark inside.
I hold these principles dear to me
Thats why A casket of principles is going with me

By aamerbasher

Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book.

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