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Cannibal

slave to a cycle of lies held on so hard i'm paralyzed living a life as a book already written the end is here next to the beginning blood and tears all in my dreams sweat a little so they know it's me the feeling of void is familiar i crossed the world with a dare from a demon mimic what i see as beauty plagiarize what i see as art be so bright that i am not like a black hole and more like a star influenced in a evil system i am the cages inside a prison i cant look beyond and see through the smoke a guide is useless if it's at the end of the road so i was doomed from the beginning they sat the trap while i was winning fell so far that i was like a cold comet passing through the sky

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