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Stimulation: Me
De ja vu is seen right before my 7 senses...don't listen to the cries of lies... Complete me...don't leave me empty - let my 6 become 7 (complete me) This bothersome feeling of disbelief intensifies - deny the lies of rebellious replies (don't trust the lies of society) This bittersweet condition I live with is horrendous This state of numbness is is making me cuss and fuss, for we are not on the same bus... In a diabetic coma...lustingly looking at the gourmet of delicacies on screen Wondering to myself "Where have you been! Where have you been!"...but you're disappearance is unseen for the meantimes (unknown to me at those moment in the past) - it's so oppressively obscene (offensive to me back when I was a child) Spaced out by the environment of filth...roaches of rampages crawl into your ears (complaints that reach the ears) Eternally, in hunger mode for the answers to many questions I once had in mind... Realize that the truth will not always set us free immediately if only you had a single clue No one can comprehend me unless I become the healed blind... Try to convince me that what I say is not true Massage me with your mesmerizing voice of surity (a sense of security and certainty) Phobias that I have are making me feel like a schizophrenic...extremely.. .. .. .. Well, it's just a minor issue I've came into conclusions with with my own personal problems...somehow... I just need to learn to believe in Him more than anything right now... You made a remarkable impact in my life - to express freely with adequate knowledge, not to impress others and myself in a gullible manner... All your words...they can disappoint or flatter... These words probably don't hold much meaning, since most of us are wrapped up in our abomination abysses (sinful nature) I am thankful that you are abiding by my side You have some keen interest in my downfalls and uprisings that I go through on a daily basis The consequences of my decision-making has made me miss out on my relevant-radiance ride (significant optimism) Open ajar my feelings of how I've gotten this far (understand the accomplished feeling I feel) I was in a mind control I was a fool, a useless tool You rejected the apology I keep telling you in ridiculous repetition I was taunted by hazy vision...my doubts and worries need a circumcision Swallow your pride, you insidious snake of the depths of the abyss I will not lust after the abominations that got me allured and addicted Sidetracked by lies and your sugarcoated shame...I can't be the victim of your hurt and helplessness I will fly into the snare of my gut feelings - the urge to save you from the monster that devours your nature...aren't we all sinfully infected? Rejected...? I can't hide my personal life from the Lord of Accord Raped by rue; therefore, I've been overpowered by sexual urges and overactive teenage hormones...I've been making progress by regaining my innocence in a sense, but I still look like a marvelous mess of gladness and sadness that I must clean up...Do You know where I can find a limitless love cure? Sucking on my thumb of defeat, I avert my ocean-forest eyes because, deep inside, guilt is what I hoard Breaking down like the Bridge of Bondage...freeing myself from the rebellious rage, a once selfish ambition that made the considerate side of me shatter into shards of uselessness...I'm a success and failure obsessor - I just learned to endure Naturally, I am a complicated 18-year old...difficulties and distractions can hit me 7-fold, Especially mentally and emotionally-speaking - the rest is still unknown; I will not fall...I will stand tall I have different sleeping hours and solitude in the middle of the night has made me, alone, bold What kind of friend are you seeking? Me...? No, I'm going on my own because you didn't answer my you're-not-alone phone call I've grown old and cold over the years of cheers and tears - reconsider our friendship...and I will make us both a long-term, realistic plan - to live life to the fullest and it will be euphoric Don't kill me with your murdered hope...there's a lot of pain and tribulation we must cope with - you must say nope to dope (means make the right decisions) Change your mind about me - give me another chance...I'm a changed man - I'll live life to the best of my abilities...there is opportunities of don't-give-up-and-move-forward and advice that is authentic Untie this rope of captivity...set me free like the birds in the sky...I don't want to hear your muffled mope... There's a reason to move on from point A to point B at hand... Understand... I forgive you for all the wrongs you've done to me and vise versa...despite my inner bewilderments You neglected me in times of loneliness and I'm here, feeling the aftershocks of your chainsaw enticements (means the effect of anyone's desire that goes wrong)...which led me to my temporary repentance
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