MI 5

 

No clue in the mirror.

Got the job done with an handsome hike *. But I had to crawl my arse on the grass for it.

Opening doors and closing others with no goodbyes and farewells.

That face on the mirror, Princess, who is?

Is there someone recording the face on the mirror?

I´m not who I am today. I´m a product, I´m who they made of me.


Everyone got served, payed, I got served, the servent, the script and the show. 

And it was not a sacrifice and suicide, got some fun with loneliness and open hungry legs, Who doesn´t like to have fun. for free and for the record and counting?

Well, the truth above all, It seems to be, Who told, who wrote? It´s uncertain.

You piece of shit

 

  A nice poop there.