Every

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Every composer's will to invite

What you ask me reply insightfully

Don't turn a blind eye to me

I know what's inside of your delicate mind

The treachery unrevealed, I see inside

And everyone here would like to decide for you

To hind behind the thing you use

Abusing the ability to abuse

Hate myself for trying too

I'm alive and I'm afraid

Afraid just like you

And if a heart is like a house

A house is a cage

First to grow up in

Then grow old,

And finally, a grave

To create is the same as to destroy

After kindness and after joy

God is the best at what he does

But the reason a creator creates what he must

Is not for love, but rather, lust

A preconceived idea

I am the best

The best messenger,

Better than all the rest

I could kill kings

And bring down empires

With a word so simple,

I stole from a thief

And you know what you've felt

Now in claiming nothing

Like everyone else.