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Mar 2015
I want clarity on why good times are suspicious to me
Every time I rise I fall with a smile as my disguise

Oh karma, remind me how I shouldn't smile
Make me see my existence as vile
I know happiness can't last forever
But I know I'm always meant to suffer
Oh karma, put me back in my place
Make this disgrace halt from poisoning the human race

When you realize you are part of the disease
You'll watch yourself hate the things you need
Swallow every meaningless bit of shame
Walk forever meaningless until you fall to Earth playing karma's game

Then I opened my eyes and saw I need to take control of my life
Relentlessly someday I'll push away the forces that make living a protracted decay
I have no idea where I was going with this and I'll probably hate it later
Ovid
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Ovid  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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