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Feb 2017
I never asked for pain
I never asked for much
But this world gave me insane
I guess it thought i was too much.

See i never asked for love,
Only that I could give it.

And I never asked for a shove,
Only said I would let it.

Religion has its perks
and so does, gluttony
and in the wild animals thrive
in pedofilia and murdering.

That may sound out of place,
it may seem kind of sick
But we are all just taking up space
Turning all these tricks after tricks.

We trade, we fight, we barter with might.
We grow we expand we take over land
We move we control we love with or with out soul.

We all pay the toll yes we all pay the toll.

No one gets out, with a body.
No one gets out, alive.
In the sense that without a body you can't thrive.

But i see god in the movement of the stars
and I feel my mind in thousand year old scars
so eternity is already
right here for me.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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