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I entered your mind From the back entrance I learned more about your kind The issues that come with it Your insecurities Your hypocrisies Your lack of reflection Your artistic expression So foul So cruel It would be better Just to get rid of you Don't challenge me I am a god I am immortal I will get rid of you My purity Given by these glasses Your energy Helps the masses But I don't care I want you gone I want you dead And I have never agreed with you You have never trespassed But I will
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:45 AM UTC
Trespasser
I entered your mind From the back entrance I learned more about your kind The issues that come with it Your insecurities Your hypocrisies Your lack of reflection Your artistic expression So foul So cruel It would be better Just to get rid of you Don't challenge me I am a god I am immortal I will get rid of you My purity Given by these glasses Your energy Helps the masses But I don't care I want you gone I want you dead And I have never agreed with you You have never trespassed But I will
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Rockets fall
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:45 AM UTC
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