poetic Choke on your shallow pride drown in your deep conceit cry lonely tears grow on your misery why try so hard to make a difference when in the end, we’ll all be dead the reason why, we try and try is because we can’t give up five minutes before the miracle what if in… Continue reading Already Dead
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Opiate Misanthropy
You pervade my thoughts Like a malignant tumor You leave my mind in turmoil You bring my blood to a boil