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Rooted in my howling void, Where am I? It’s empty, I’m devoid. I’m lost, in this chasm trapped. Why? Oh, why did this mess in me I kept? A monster lies with me. Its shadow on mine is tied. It grows, eating me piece by piece. Together we coincide. I’m not gone, on his fangs I spit. I’m also feeding on it. What is this that is within? I’m in me with my evil twin. Chained by a chain. I’m waiting in vain, bothered by pain, it’s hard to maintain, harder to explain. The same I can not remain. Definetly, I’m going insane. I’m not walking the same lane. It’s not the same rain. It is not so clean and plain.. I’m shadowed by feign, that gives me a big **** stain. I can not attain, I can not obtain, I can not retain my now twisted sane. Oh, it’s so inhumane, I’m going profane, I’m turning mundane. What? Oh, what am I doing to my last grain? In me live Abel and Cain. This monster I can’t restrain, it hits me over and over like a train. It continues it’s reign… I can not regain the long lost ripped up rein. No more do I pertain. This monster I can’t get slain!
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
In My Limbo
Rooted in my howling void, Where am I? It’s empty, I’m devoid. I’m lost, in this chasm trapped. Why? Oh, why did this mess in me I kept? A monster lies with me. Its shadow on mine is tied. It grows, eating me piece by piece. Together we coincide. I’m not gone, on his fangs I spit. I’m also feeding on it. What is this that is within? I’m in me with my evil twin. Chained by a chain. I’m waiting in vain, bothered by pain, it’s hard to maintain, harder to explain. The same I can not remain. Definetly, I’m going insane. I’m not walking the same lane. It’s not the same rain. It is not so clean and plain.. I’m shadowed by feign, that gives me a big **** stain. I can not attain, I can not obtain, I can not retain my now twisted sane. Oh, it’s so inhumane, I’m going profane, I’m turning mundane. What? Oh, what am I doing to my last grain? In me live Abel and Cain. This monster I can’t restrain, it hits me over and over like a train. It continues it’s reign… I can not regain the long lost ripped up rein. No more do I pertain. This monster I can’t get slain!
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cruisinginspaceandtime
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
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