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stinking of such a dirty feeling

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stinking of such a dirty feeling

                                               My head pounds a massive ache
                                                A rotten pain that must surely shake
                                               The piece of Reality away from the fabric
                                               I am wounded by the Fear
                                               Something wants to end me here
                                               Who would do this with such unflinching feeling
                                               These knees do tremble and I am barely reeling
                                               First of all,the Mark is shown
                                               A Black spot on my Eye,can barely make it home
                                               Sweet pinch of brown sugar calorie
                                               Suck it with a tongue but only causing misery
                                               As My mind does the thinking
                                               This nose picks up the odor stinking
                                               Wretched smell coming from for warned hell
                                               I am the only nitwit without any notion
                                               The force of out there,pulling me towards that ocean
                                               Maybe I will die there,after a sky dive fall
                                              This would deny,a love that I would want after all
                                              Alas..I am the Ass,the Miser,
                                              Ready to Fade but no more the Wiser
                                             Rain from the sky and water from the geyser
                                             My body will feed you,a last but worthless appetizer

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