Creates a shadow of love or nothingness
We wish you a happy birthday
We pray for you to always know
Of light and love, honor and truth
You have been plagued
By the shadow of the Insidious
Stalking like the night
Working you over for 10 years
A thing without soul of demonic dreaming
A con artist suffering from delusion of grandeur
It needs you and others to elevate itself
Knowing nothing of love and light
Creating a caged imitation full of lies
It is unknowing of its own horror
But you, my dearest, has a choice
Wake the fuck up and walk into the light
Or stay with the darkness of dementia
Pretending you don’t participate
But your silence has allowed and created
Unwittingly or unwillingly, a THING that lies,
Plagiarizes and perjures in all court of law
If you don't think you deserve a good, honest woman
Then she is absolutely perfect for you,
But don't expect us to pretend that she is not what she is.
An illusion of goodness, the fakest of them all in Hollywood
Mirror, mirror on the wall, in the hall of shame,
She is master of them all. A liar. A con artist.
A birthday to remember or to forget, you choose.
Love,
Rose - a former fan of Keanu Reeves but will always be a fan of truth. 🌹 🌹 🌹
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