Tipsy (Prime of Honesty)I always imagine others to be something else;Tipsy (Prime of Honesty) by ~Kjey2626
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I imagine the cruel ones to be the devil,
I imagine others to be soldiers,
I imagine others to be weak,
I imagine one is such an angel...
This liquid has drained all the negative,
It has cast it aside in place for truth,
That shall scare the sky and be printed,
in the minds of those who care to listen to the tipsy me...
(oh, such sweetness... the nectar has my mind floating in virtue)
Today, in the ecstasy that is this amazing night,
Oh, I think of myself;
I am a soldier, but I can be weak,
I can be cruel yet I am in love with an Angel.
For every tint of grayness, there is a splash of splendor.