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for i and art thee for a sinner of a saint i gave this part of thee what was left of thy smallest warmth left of thy core id fall back down that rabbit hole id be diggin my own bitter grave as the man they though id be was no longer there as innocents is raped and pillaged as thy persecutions condemn thee yet u dont understand thee ull just stigma and label thee ik i art thy ant that was never a saint ud watch me turn from a lotus out of mud turn foul and ferment in a tainted blackness but ull never know thy feelings beneath so ill never give u this peace as love turns to hate a philosopher of disillusion notion but barking persecutions from a suicidal nation under a serpentine dictation of sold out slaves to god forsaken nations as i am sergeant slaughter and thy laughter cant be spelt with out thy S as i should know best as thy wings were severed and i divorce this so called reality there will never a place to look back or call home uv destroyed all scene of what was though to be known as love and trust do not exist nor does honesty and serenity yet a man who can condemn thy self and feel thy burden of thy morning star from thy arrogance and hypocrisy of a false echo of man as will wilt and fade u sure will know thy pain for art where ough thee yet i am here and she and he are thee next thing i know i live in perception of so many thy em path i am i can feel and relate thy pain a martyr i am crusifing my life its self to a chemical Russian roulette i have found my self in between and thy underlined u will all see but then again thats in due time as time waits for none and can rape a soul whats left to be done and now thee morning with out thy sun

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i want to open thy fine jaws yet serenity has come as enlighten ment of thee silence has come from the entombed of thee silenced i speak no more of thy feelingsthy trust were art thee ass thy feeling to be consumed of thy past life a man who didnt live up to what they though hed be im not living the potential i know i should ull say txt book mental my problem was understanding and help you ill dabble all the way down to they serpents bane to fine maw ill dance with thy devil once again tie that noose just to watch u burn me down how easy well played touchee   all i have to say is im not mad im happy but what kills thee is others always got that part of thee id never see iv noticed it in time each word facial expression to thy body of langues ill never forget thy lines or even thy punch lines each left a scar to bear and i wore with pride cuz i never wanted to take thee down with thee i hope i make it yet i dont know i couldnt show i gave into my past u sent me furutre u couldnt see all i needed was that peace and maybe it couold of been the things u said now i feel like thy free ride and im not that highway i was the real deal my love for u is still to real as it pick and it scabs to form thy fine scars love is thy hardest word and feeling to bear i learned that at a young age and watch my life unravil in thy end iv learned so much but i wish u could see how much u ment to thee to kno i was that joke and right all along kills me to the center of thy core but i cant tell thee or the act of less than none of thy feelings of hurt that was begun as its i love u know but i gave u my heart and thy gun with to many knives laid in thy spine i still feel thy love and wish ud understand in thy time but u never would just mentally ill every persecution to institution well maybe if u learned and thy communication of dear man give and fast the things we both lost in thy hardest times of life we took it out on each other with nothing but strife but thats ok i dont need u to hold my hand and id be lyin if i say i care i live cause all the feelings are dead and gone like thy morning with a bird on thy branch with out his song as he dissociates into space a chemical russian roulette ull say txt book mental again maybe u just dont understand the from insecurities but to much beauty lies within and i wanted u to unlocked that and it killed me in thy end but thats ok id be thy martyr any day but i didnt kno this price it would pay all i have left to say is the sorrow for thy words i could not for to thee as just remember thy good memories say what u need to make u believe and achieve and im sorry i was never that for thee this is the end of my child hood pains story yet the forth fouling nector of thy kin to begin i just hope thy infliction of pain is on me just not u two and i hope life brings joy and love for the both of you