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Reality Check
- What is this illusion? a maniacal confusion?
- the summary of many attacks leaving me bleeding emotionally
- from my spiritual contusions.
- what is this fucking reality? an abuse filled finality..
- leaving me battered and bruised and financially used soul till only remains
- that can't be excused for the verbal assaulting that is about to be fuzed
- with the only thing in my life that can't be accused.
- trying to escape this damn reality fucking insufferable causality
- trying to escape the bitch that caused me to change my fucking morality
- taking a beating for staying in my seating for simply speaking, whats left
- is a child creaking around life's meaningless meanings.
- why the abuse mom? why'd you have to show me the back of your palm,
- when i always wanted was the calm love you had deep inside you thats now
- gone.
- why does it feel like its your systematic rapid attack habit, attacking me deep
- inside where the darkness lies where my soul swimmingly cries.
- fuck you bitch, i hate you i'm over you this is me telling i'm done with you,
- you've driven us away.. no one wants you know.. if i see you its only
- to tell you i fucking despise you.. the abuse has to end before my mind goes
- around the bend.
- i'm sick of always co operating the murder of my own soul your operating
- the instrument your blade working in the dark shade as my own blood flows out
- to my grave, this is the end no.. imma get a little bit more emotional as my mind mixes
- with the dark matter.. whats the matter mom you don't like it when i get a little bit of
- freedom?
- so many nights crying myself to sleep in a heap of depression distrust and mental unrest
- but this is normal for me its my life you should be happy im not reaching for that rusty knife..
- lies lies poison and taking sides these the factions you operate
- out of your web of spies poisoning those that won't take your side..
- your sad your crying your upset your hurt thats nothing on the twenty years
- of soul fucking you cursed me with your fucking dirt.. thats all you are
- all you could be you disgust me to the point its disgusting just how obscene
- your lies may be.
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