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SHE'S BACK


So I did it tried to end it all tried to disappear She's back but silent so her intentions are unclear Her smokey form so beautiful as always her presence known She watches me now I'm crazy they say All these pills n a shot to not just make her, but to make all go away Yet they stay pushing me each day deeper to their goal She's back and the truth she always told I have proof as good as gold She spoke of things I could never have known facts of the unknown Edged right into them then googled out and it all checked out The facts proven I now thus know of demi-gods and souls and where is home They say I'm crazy and yet she did not lie to me once yet But to speak of this in detail with anyone I'll surely regret I alone can see the truth but they put me away N call me a kook Fill me full of drugs to try and wipe it all away it won't work she's here to stay She's back for me oh no it's a soul she craves held captive inside Relentless my resolve to never let him escape He'll not return 286 the light years away
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WorthlessP.O.S.14

Nothing to tell just a figment of this reality floating amongst the the chaos we call life as we wander aimlessly hoping we are meant for more yet ever proving we as individuals mean nothing without a better half long lost to the abyss we call our society. Fuck it the shadows say im not meant for here and have been fighting the inevitable demise of my earthly form for years I need to be with my people, its home, this life is pain, heartache, and disappointment the next has to be better.

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