As flawed as it’s wrong

As flawed as it’s wrong.
Be as good as the text, man.
Come away,breath.Let me die  as president
Defective love hurts.
Enemies are free and many.
Folly  gives advice to the fool.
Give aid to those who bleed.
Hello,wit free here.
In search of my fate.
Jest and be merry for wives are out.
Klues Foxed Klan
Lord have Qwerty on me!
Malice before thought seems their motto
Never  use a clean word when a dirty will do.
One who gossips, hears her fears.
Patch up your troubles before filling yourbag
Quality is ingrained.
Remember me when I have won.
Together we make a prayer.
Underneath his arches I think he has a shoe.
Vice is virtue to the  ambitious psychopaths who fool us.
What does sock it to a man, is his soul.
X is unknown like x.
Yet sorrow feel or forever be repressed.
Zebras like crossing my palm.