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As I look around,
all I see is pain...
The waterfalls keep flowing,
the tiny droplets of little rain...
There's nothing to stop,
the feelings..
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my brains function,
it was once at a miraculous pace.
now it all jumbles together,
making writing difficult to face...
my words are becoming con..
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If you were ever to be looking for me,
I'm the one with the delusional mind.
The one with the high standards,
but the low qualities.
I'm the o..
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This world is coming to an end,
Wars break out causing destruction.
Violence is a rule beginning to bend.
Causing rallies and such to become an eru..
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I refuse to let them control what happens..
But I accept what they give me and take the rations.
Dedicating my lonesome time,
I am a prisoner of th..
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It never runs through my faded and broken mind..
why you say one thing and then mean another?
then again I suppose, between us, there's no document ..
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now as I sit here,
I am crouched in a corner...
I wish to disappear..
as of now, I am a mourner...
they cut them into pieces..
they shredded up..
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Silence.
Silence is all I hear.
No crickets chirping,
I strain my ear..
But silence disappeared..
As for there was a noise..
The quietness was..
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Silent rain
silent pain
it's not all in my brain
it's insane
profanity
insanity
clarity
are words you will never know
you try to go long ..
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why spend Sunday's wasted for God?
here's my thought in a rap for all of y'all
••••••••••&bull..
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