

Inner Strugle...I live, loving you all, hating myself It lurks inside, hate for all things human. But all of us are human, you and I included And I love you all too muchInner Strugle...
Despite your greed, despite your selfishness, I love you Maybe it was a bad memory that makes me this way...
I am one of you, that's what upsets me the most, And I love one of you, and I cant stand it. I want to be able to accept people around me for the good in them.
But instead, I see right through you, I hate this perception... I wish I couldn't see your filth.
And my views stem from sadness, ins


When I try...Drop the pen, Hit the arm,When I try...
Frustrated at myself for what's not coming out. The music is the only thing that makes sense, And all my other senses are dead.
Break the pen, think harder, and ask "why?" Thoughts never coming out because paranoia blocks them, words never expressed, useless feelings compensate, To strong to cry on the outside anymore, when I wish I could.
Black ink fist, Punching bag called pavement,
ink mixing with the blood, and thoughts never seeing life. Words unexpressed, repressed, rage unleashed, and broken fist.
Thoughts on paper, fire
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Do me a favor and Increase Population or
Increase Industry once a day.
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"Called a fag all my life...
...Go figure once a fag, now a playa, baptized and born
We're the Children of the Korn..."
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Do me a favor and Increase Population or
Increase Industry once a day.
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Do me a favor and Increase Population or
Increase Industry once a day.
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Favs are nice, but I like comments more.
I notice you doing this on different profile
Human bean juice.
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We've done this wrong
It's too far gone
These sheets tell of regret;;
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Favs are nice, but I like comments more.
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We've done this wrong
It's too far gone
These sheets tell of regret;;
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"Called a fag all my life...
...Go figure once a fag, now a playa, baptized and born
We're the Children of the Korn..."
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Favs are nice, but I like comments more.
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