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chained-1
chained-1
47/M/California God's call me traitor; I call myself traitor as well. No land can count on me, no country and no government in my lifetime. I am an outlaw, race traitor and everything else you've made me for.
When nothing helps, when inner screams When even hope left with no trace Instead of you following life Life follows you with pity face. All thoughts are burned, no reasons left Emptiness rules and you let him rule Can’t think of a wish that brings you back But suddenly you feel like fool. Yes, you’ve been fooled in Almighty world Where power rules under the Sun You hypnotized to stay naive To have just fun and only fun. But listen to genetic rhythm It screams and begs for you to stay Ancestors yell through age and worlds To keep the light, don’t give away. They did their part and did it well The hell was there, where they came from But they survived for You today Where is your You? Yet to be born?
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Nov 29, 2021
Nov 29, 2021 at 1:27 PM UTC
When you are feeling really down.
I was ridding on a life's train The years were passing one by one Took a wrong stop and missed the place Where I supposed to be fine. The destiny, some call it fate Was confused with crazy me I was testing all that I can With girl sitting on my knee. I was crazy, crazy I was Even death avoided me All the bad guys and girls of course From my house had the key. I was sincere with robbers, thieves They brought some stuff, never took I was known as crazy me I had hookers as a cook. I was doing all against rules Craving danger, even death Night was my day, day was my night All I had then was my health. I was alone with ten million Ten million souls and not bucks Each night covered LA and me To witness hunt for the rocks. Yes, I was there and saw it all Saw the transfers between worlds Saw overdose, saw hookers loose But can't describe with just words.
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Aug 4, 2021
Aug 4, 2021 at 6:24 AM UTC
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The hell is empty, all devils are here In heaven also no signs of life We all down here fighting like crazy Trying to show who is more tough. Both sides are in us, angels and devils And we are dancing, squeezed in between Our souls are waiting, watching, observing They are so curious to see who will win.
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Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 2:51 PM UTC
Battle
Like a bird, I was flying Like a fish, I was swimming I was being part of nature For the last time, I was leaving. I was leaving this creation But was heading for another I was so sure, no opinion It’s like heading to your father. I was happy, little homesick But still hungry for one more bite This is beauty, this is perfect Where was I then? Or was I blind? Life seems simple, very basic I feel stupid, I feel cheated Was it hidden from all of us? Mine was boiling, overheated.
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 3:16 PM UTC
For all of us
Life is flying, crawling, running Life is swimming, pumping joy Life’s becoming plain and simple So Millennials can enjoy. Implementing the eternal Which is cruel, tough and mean For Millenials will be lethal And will wipe them out clean. So the Mother Nature thinking To ease the laws that used most Or unthinkable will happen And generation will be lost. And like a preschool teacher smiling Life is looking at you guys Hidden all the sharp things from you Even death is looking nice. But then it thinks wait a minute Adjusting to ignorance? It turns out they are winning Lack of knowledge, better chance?
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 3:38 AM UTC
Ignorance of the law excuses no one but Millennials
You killed your soul, so long ago And decency right after that You've been driven by your ego Faking smiles to collect hate. You think you’ve got your holy grail So white, so clean, untouched by dirt Who you kidding with fairy tale? Can’t please both worlds and still on Earth. Will you be one? Will become one? You, plastic men, nature’s asking Will you offer your plastic heart? To be cut off by Holly king? You’ve chosen the ugly stuff With fancy names, which might vary You left classic, beauty and life To be modern, contemporary. You are ***** blind, unholy You lack the shame your fathers had. Even if death hugs my body I’ll never blame that times were bad.
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
To far, far left