Know Too Much
Yu grow to know too much
Soon u grow out of luck
Leaving theories debunked n the conspiracies uncut
So what
Leave me to rot
Let me die in my own thoughts
Like the light drawing in the moth
I'm a sloth
Submerged in my greed
Feeding off ur needs
Makin u heed to my attempts to make u do bad deeds
Leavin u bleedin as I proceed to impede on ur thoughts n mislead
5/16/2013
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