What. It. Takes......

There is no truth,

But there is a lie.

There is a path,

And only three signs.

 

There is a cure,

But it's for no disease.

The only needed cure,

Is the one for need.

 

Everybody needs,

Everbody wants.

Everybody hope,

But not everybody taunts.

 

You came here looking for the ingredients for success,

Well...I think I just found it.

Add a liitle bit of hope with patience,

And maybe the world wouldn't be so hell bent.

 

I've been thinking of a way for you to see my brain,

But no other brain can substain the harm mine brang.

The harm mind a bring is one of self.

Which is why we keep secrets...and tell nobody else.

 

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