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Apr 2016
Why not resort to anarchy
To end life's greatest fallacy
That life is worth living
That there is a reason to keep breathing

Death since birth
Born from the destined dead
Like what is there to build on
When the world spins like my head?

They say knowledge is power
But there are two sides to this coin
Remove life from history
Do you get the point?

So burn it all down
Leave this ******* in ashes
And stand atop a hill, watch the fire rise
Like it doesn't matter, bringing lyrics to the masses
I don't know... seriously, we are born from those who will die, we live, and we die. is that the point of life? live it to its fullest? make it enjoyable? Then why are we bound by rules? safety? all I want to do right now is set things on fire, just to watch the flames dance and know, that whatever it was I would be burning, will not come back. so I'd burn a whole lot of things, then, just for my so-called "safety"
Viseract
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Viseract  23/Trans Female/Adelaide
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