Kik killed the Opuss star
First her, then him, then another's turn
Too close to some but not no more
Everybody needs to know the score
Keep a false friend close
Telling them what you know
"Is it about me or not?
Tell me now before you're forgot"
Some like to play more games than others
Others like to stay out of the troubles
Some weave a web of lies
Caught out then denied they try
Sometimes it's quite hard to believe
When others seek more attention then they need
Bursting bubbles to see what trail they can leave
King, Queen, high rank or not
It's a community of writers that's hot
Politics, power trips and ego's
Leave all that at the front door
Or squabbles and fights will break out for sure
And that's not what Opussia or kik is ment for
Kik and Opuss is ment to be fun
Writing and reading a ton
I'll stick my neck out for the gun
I won't hide and run from anyone
I digress from what it's all about
Helping others with writing doubts
Having a laugh when the world seems crap
Lost in a Opussian world of words and that
Where a poem, story or joke can be heard
So let's be happy in Opussia or on kik
Remembering why you downloaded them
To share and write and to read
Trying to stay out of the web of lies others weave
Keep writing Opuss stars
One day we'll all go far
Remembering kik and Opussia
A place where your talent was read and inspired by more
In an Opussian world where dreams are made for sure
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