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May 2015
Scared to lose my consciousness
So I asked my momma
What a person thinks when they're out
when they're sedated
And then I realized that if I was seeing stuff,
I was dying.
And I don't wanna die yet.
My eyes, my mind are so screwy.
Noone understands how I can make
Rainbows and pictures from nothingness.
Times like these,
I feel scared, pointless.
Likewise undoubtedly to the rest of civilization.
Its been done before
But people keep thinking the worst
And I know some thoughts become true.
If people stop scaring me,
I just want to live and love...
Destiny
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Destiny  24/South Dakota
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