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Resist?


know its happening but powerless to its current the strong pull always bringing me back in fighting, i need to break free can't take it drowning in the whirl second guessing my all self respect now shot to hell and the current keeps drawing me in i cant take it the blame falls on you sculptor, creater of the game we play lines adorned in your name dizzy,sick frame to rebel pulling,pulling im fighting the current God, give me the strength Or anyone at all
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