There it is...
I can feel it!
Something great
Is happening...
Better than any
Pill or shot.
It's so real; it...
Feels so hot!
What's this feeling?
Such emotion!
Senses reeling,
Such devotion!
No more guilt
Or remorse,
Or regret!
Finally, my
Insanity
Is something
I GET.
Sociopathy.
I have no regrets.
But I still feel
Depression.
There's nothing left.
Just this
Aggression.
If I go to sleep
I wake up
And I weep.
But you disrespect,
And you'll wake
In the street.
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
There it is...
I can feel it!
Something great
Is happening...
Better than any
Pill or shot.
It's so real; it...
Feels so hot!
What's this feeling?
Such emotion!
Senses reeling,
Such devotion!
No more guilt
Or remorse,
Or regret!
Finally, my
Insanity
Is something
I GET.
Sociopathy.
I have no regrets.
But I still feel
Depression.
There's nothing left.
Just this
Aggression.
If I go to sleep
I wake up
And I weep.
But you disrespect,
And you'll wake
In the street.
Literally, I have fought and bled for my gay rights. Do I feel anything for the guys I've laid out? Nope.
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