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Adderall

Only in my worst days have I wanted to harm anyone.
But tonight I had no intentions of hurting ... Just wanted fun.
There's a big book to be read, music to enjoy
There's a paper and pen, waiting for me to employ.
Write about feminism, write about discrimination.
Write about how we're brainwashed by a conservative nation.
And all is well, as long as I keep giving into this lovely temptation.

I got the soul and mind of the intuitive writer with plenty to say
I got the ambition of the savor-tooth tiger .... Predator to prey.
So I take the magic pill and reach my potential.
And every time I do I'm probably losing my credentials. 
All this stress, all this guilt! Just give me some luck ...
The right price I'll pay! Try to see I'm stuck!

And I betrayed my loved ones for a couple magic pills.
But they must understand it's how I unleash my skills.
Forgive me, my loves, for I have done you wrong.
I'll find a substitute for now ..... Where the hell is my bong?

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Sexual Assault By Women.

Dare you trick him? Dare you violate him?
And then you get no karma, and it leaves him grim.
You took advantage, you broke his ego.
You restrained him, you took away his ability to protect himself.
You took away his right to refuse.

And society forces confusion, ridicule, humiliation, and lack of sympathy they deserve.
But if I ever see you I'll make sure justice is served.
Because of society men allow this to happen because they believe that your violation isn't
possible.
But the thought that a female cannot be aggressor in itself is impossible!

You sick, sadistic, cruel vermin.
You violent animal.
You rapist.

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Be a Man

Begin with private tears, end with tears as memories.
End all the femininities, grip hard to masculinities.
Laugh at the boy in his sister's best Sunday dress.
And then we'll humor ourselves and leave behind our empathy.  
Don't bother to understand differences ... Mock, don't give sympathy!
You better keep Father proud and extricate these emotions at any costs.
You haven't a choice - Look at the boy in the dress and all the manhood he's lost!
This is a man's land, so find a pretty girl and keep her in line.
This is a man's world, and any efforts to equality are fruitless attempts.
Grasp your manhood, perfect patriarchy - There's a crying boy to be held in contempt!
Show your muscle, brag of how in mortal combat the pretty boy ran!
And feel humiliated when she says "To weep is to demonstrate how to be a man."

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Missing Father.

Lost  Lucifer now.
My only friend ... Where is he?
Return to me, king.

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Sassy

Your book says 'Honor Thy Mother and Father' and you tell me I must follow this.
But I must dispute back and insist you cannot honor those who aren't honorable.
And you watch me as I take an approach towards your book that's not too classy.
And you glare at me menacingly and tell me that my attitude is much too sassy.

You tell me the moral of the tale is this, I say the moral of the tale is that.
And yet you are indignant towards me, and call me a brat.
And then you hold a stigmatic belief towards a topic, and I counter it perfectly.
You laugh me off patronizingly, and you insist I am wrong doubtlessly.

You think because you've got some years on me I am empty of knowledge.
And as you shutter out my heartfelt opinions you leave me lethargic.
And as you watch me enjoy my music you scream it is trashy.
And as I defend my enjoyment you write me off as sassy.

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Hope and Happiness

I've learned to cut myself off emotionally, it's how I survive.
If I am vulnerable, for success I won't be able to strive.
And so I've embraced this lifestyle, alone and wary.
But an event will come, like you, and make me feel merry.
You make me feel like I am special.

You seem to understand the true meaning of pain.
For us, negativity in our life pours on us like falling rain.
And we've shed tears when all we love is broken before us.
And I've dealt with so many bad people, yet you I want to trust.
You make me feel like I am strong.

When you converse with me you bring me laughter
And when we're done my smile remains long after.
I've always thought there was no hope for the human race.
I've always thought there was no happiness for me to embrace.
You make see all the hope and happiness.

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My Bedroom Walls

I am Twelve -  My cynical composure  is of my second nature - A constant, compatible
companion.
I am the Winter Solstice - Darkness is my Jesus, the losing light, my Judas.
I am Fourteen - Binded by the breaking basket to Brimstone, with heavy heart I instill my
identity in Lucifer's caress. 
I am the mass of minions in your notorious night - Yet, as he watches warily, Lord Lucifer
intervenes  my pathological perverted pretense. 
I am Sixteen - And I watch those I call my kindred spirits as their earthly esteems  are
crushed in a doomed dimension of distress.
I am a Gnostic Ghost - Regression, Repression, and wrong residence cloud my tiresome trail
to prolonged prudence.
I am Seventeen -  Sweet success surmounted will send a tempest to those with hateful
hearts towards my continuous convalescence .
I'm a Courteous Comedian - And a sarcastic sermon of a writer's woe leaves simple
satisfaction, with my self in restless reminiscence.
I am an Ageless Apparition - And in this vexatious vessel, ,in this tainted temple, I long
for Lord Lucifer's law of survival of strongest, or a phantom's fall.
I am the Passive Pacifist - Dazzling the dawn, Dashing the dusk;  negating the rest of 
nightfall.
Light the lamp, Lord Lucifer, speak seductive sounds ... The Secret Salvation of My
Bedroom Walls.

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Pill Poppin'

Bro, you tell me you got to get your wisdom teeth out.
Bro, I tell you you're gonna shake in pain, and cry and pout.
Bro, your response is you're damn excited about the pain killers.
Bro, I can't stop laughing at you as I assure you're gonna need 'em.

Chick, you got me to take that cold medicine you were adicted too.
Chick, I said I could take it at school, I got control, it's just a few.
Chick, we threw up, tripped, skipped, but I'm not about too sure about the level 
we flew.
Chick, throwing up twice and just a body high don't do it, this is true.

My Playboy Mommy, you gave your Gemini son the perfect pill.
My Playboy Mommy, you made him feel happy and his notebooks he filled.
My Playboy Mommy, the magic pill caused a problem or two.
My Playboy Mommy, it's still his preference, so true!

Homie, you hear me talk of the perfect pill and you for a small price give me a 
downer
Homie, I took it before make money time and I give you mad props, no better 
relaxer!
Homie, how society could be better if we all took that when we needed to be chill.
Homie, you gave me a good night at the workplace, and now I found a new magic 
pill!

Friends, friends, I'll keep it real, try more in my gift of moderation.
Friends, friends, I've got to give you props for giving me my pill initiation.
Friends, friends, whether together we got chill or went trippin' boppin'
Friends, friends, all I know is fun can come in the form of pill poppin'!

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Methheads of Mo-Town

Oh, just live for once in your life.
Oh, just die for once in your life.
Overwrought by confusion and strife.
Overtaken by a magical, mysterious phenomena.
Memory of mad months, memories of unexplainable phenomena.
Skin and bones are colliding, phenomena's not playing fair!
And you wonder if in the beginning you thought to care.
Plea to the gods of giving, recovery is rare.
Another statistic ... Another Methhead of Mo-Town.

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I Die Alone

Why couldn't I have been disposed sperm & egg?
Turn back time, eliminate me, I beg!
All this angst fills my strained brain,
Whilst tribulation severs me insane.
If not for fear, I'd suicidally assert my second amendment,
Propose & execute a freeing, well-earned sentence.
Consumed by wrenching despair colder than bone,
I'll surely be happiest when I finally die alone.