The Effects of PTSD on a Lost Mind

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You all sit back an see the things you want to see
You have no clue what we can all be
 
inside this downward slide I confide
that your all enemies in my eyes
 
Im no example of jesus can you see this?
Im more like a diciple of satan that guy
the personification of evil / hoping to drain everything you feel
Your children are simply fodder to me and my project
 
A child so damaged, a teen so crazed
haha you think this war has me fazed?
 
Infinate hate continuous flow I wont ever slow/
 
down to where you need it to me
 
here i come like a train, insane 
 
and running through you like speed bumps
I crash and burn I slump and dump on your chest
like a crazy villian, a heathen
created for the sole purpose / to focus
all his hate on the world, like sword; A knife through your chest
I wont rest, until I see ever single one of you blue

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