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Living like the world wants to destroy me…
Utter Chaos reigns within my heart
My soul shall not change for the pitiful minds of others seeking detainment of my truth
The cadavers of the people I once called friends lay in front of my mind clouding my intuition
His hate towards me is a wound, nay, a murderous incentive lacking the physical capabilities necessary for me to truly die
Death can be locked up inside, will be locked up inside, is locked up inside
Never
Released
From
This
Prison





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