IMoPI

Nothing is True,

Everything is Permitted.*

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The past is a myth

and the future is a lie.

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(Or is it the other way around?)

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I’m all I’ve got

and it’s all I need.

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And, if it isn’t

Well, at least I did it my way.

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(Also:

Fuck You)

Mute Genie

At this place in time and space,
where I need my words to stand by me
I find them fleeing in your shadow’s trail
to a phantom wake in the memory of thee

And I have no desire, nay, I shall not follow
I have nothing to say, goodbye’s long done
I followed you home in the midst of a storm
And I see that I have overstayed my welcome

Now, let me clarify, lest you regress
to pointing out my mountain of iniquities
I hold not that, nor else, against you
And I wish thee only happiness and peace

For, i should have seen this miles away
and I’d be lying if I said there were no signs
Alas I was caught in a vain struggle
fighting for what I believed was mine.

But lately, I’ve been beginning to learn
that perhaps it is better off in your hands
even if you get careless and break it,
Isn’t your wish, anyway, my command?