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Dark Mornings

Society is mostly just a sake of Born out of selfishness and loose lips Time keeps slipping, Deeper down the rabbit hole I'm drifting I stay my ground yet the echoes and the sounds Make my f***ing head pound Il plunge this world into darkness Poetically with no trace or sound Was it me? Who is me? As you contemplate while inside the fire your soul drowns Celebrate your dark holiday While I use the darkness as my dark escapade Everyday My life is like one big riddle of a parable stuck in a f***ing maze While the world sucks my heart out through my damn vains And I think all-day all-night to myself driving me until it drives me insane This world doesn't have much for me to give or gain.. I guess I'm just not brainwashed enough to be a part of it's game

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