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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Your innocence has blinded you from the real world makin any sense, what's that? Say your done with it..? Na you ain't done with this were not even to the second quarter ya idiot, you see life goes on without you and me, there's still plenty of the birds and the bees, millions of trees, were just here to be part of history, Scooby doo it and done it and discover some mysteries on the scale of the universe and galaxies, I want to be there to witness the unraveling of reality and the tearing of causality, need a front row seat, can't see nothin in the nosebleeds, i got questions to seek cause the answers you're giving me are bleak, got my knees shakin n feelin weak but i keep goin cause I'm just one of them freaks, psycho kid, don't know when to give up cause i just never did, you know that's messed with my head, wish you could hear the thoughts I think layin in bed, but I can't remember, every time I sleep its like an eternal slumber, I move to the fourth dimension and can't tell my letters from numbers, its outta wack and suddenly winter is summer and though I'm walkin I'm a runner, I'm a peaceful guy on the ground, while also shootin at you in a chopper gunner, see how that works, nope.. Cause you can't read between the quirks, you don't know what its like to feel fine and still hurt, to act like earnie but feel like Bert, so thick headed don't know the difference between and kilt and a skirt, I think you're mind is fried and burnt, but it could be mine, so off the rails can't tell the difference of space and time, in plain sight but I'm tryin to hide, hands bound behind my back and still tryin to fight, I'm in the daylight but feels like its the middle of night, tryin to cut you but what's in my hand is not a knife, its a small little vile of blight, once infected, no matter how tough, you're death will be expected to make a few heads spin, you're walkin on needles and pins, the smallest amount of pain and you're whole body will cringe, be careful! you don't know your and the fringe of this cliff, one more step and you'll meet your end... Need a push?
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