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Thoughts

Ostracized/
I thought I might/
Have been the cause of my/
Problems when they all combined/
To halt my life/
Cause all the times/
I was eschewed becuase I dropped my minds/
Honesty/
You fought with me/
All the right/
People playing sodomite/
But not tonight/
I dotting my/
Fallen eyes/
And raising them back up towards the farthest light/
Clawing my/
Way back up on the corpses of those in bondage Ive/
Stomped the life/
Out of whether lyrically/
Or literally/
This hostility/
Fueling me/
Is doing nothing to simmer me/
Down, and the will in me/
Wont be kept down willingly/
So keep fearing me/
Cause one day Ill seriously/
Break down the ceiling these/
Peers Ive freed/
Built to contain me/
Cause strangely/
Im angry/
But I can still face these/
Demons and brave these/
Problems with thanks see/
Cause itll take these/
Idiots more than crazy/
To change me/
Youve made me/
Exactly what Ive become/
But these crumbs/
Of affection offered are the reason/
Why Ive beat the/
Bricks off of you all with relish/
No longer second/
Guessing/
Why Ive spent this/
Time sweltering/
Under the breadth of/
My own message/
But I guess that/
If I can let it/
Go and be a special/
Kind of reckless/
I can bend this/
World to will and upset this/
Tragedy like expected/

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