Plague Risers of the Heartless Kind

Plagiarized minds
Watching fame go by
As it steals its heart
In its own merit demise

Crying inside
While others laugh on
Knowing the victims done
All by the pain and rancor gleaming
Glooming into the foundering of denial

Looking into the sky
The stolen cry
Why do they do this?
Why do they have no hearts?

To the pure hearted innovated souls
Who thrive to make this world a better place
I feel your pains
Keep strong and sincere
Never weaken your thoughts to invisible alienation

The plagiarizers mind
Tear up foundations
As they come together as one
Giving each other mindless accolades
Of what they have stolen

And with every last fame
They spread their disease
To the lost causes
Found by their fictional deviousness
That perplexes the world into egotistical sin

The ego infested devils laugh
The earnest Angels cry
The world becomes a disillusioned hell
Controlled by the tyrants of an unimaginable movement


I hate you
I fucking hate you
Please, go die inside


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
10/22/10