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ohh. am i shot?
the snow capped concrete is thick, it crunched, same as a foot stepping,
when i fell into it. i heard the bang. heard the crunch,..
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normally i respect all life...coincidentally on this day i had taken a vow of peace, a vow that would soon be broken. the day began unlike any other, ..
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whoa whoa.theres electric madness running through the airthe air so thick.ow ow,it's shocked you honey causeyou hands runs swiftly over me.feel it fee..
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we wake.we eat.we rush.we take s**t.we take A s**t (god willing)day in day out.we embrace that which we hate.which we loathe.take a constantfucking co..
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ghosts and goblins.lend me you ears.feast your eyes upon meme, a culmination of fears.i chow down on the greedtakes sips of sini play with the rules f..
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it is not a city.it is something else.it should not prosperfrom tourism and wealth.the brokebacks do not frolicthe intelligent to not gatherthe health..
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its like...silence.golden.and its as if life itself will be crawling out from the puddlesto first find light.still airand a calm breath.the tiny drops..
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amazing.how the pitter patter of rain,overwhelms one with the bitterest sense ofnostalgia.for what?is it just the feeling, of beingsurroundedby that w..
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oh my.the river runs redfilled with all the stench and steinsof the long forgotten deadandoh my.i hear the children whinethey beg for bread and shelte..
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my voice sounds likei've spent decadesgargling acid and cigarettes.my disposition towards people isawkward at best. my words and lyricsmean absolutely..
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