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Mar 2018
As I read, my mind in my own perception,I need time and rotation in my own destination
This war is not over , Dealing with this pain forever
A fever disease in my soul that took me from cancer
Incurable disease, find some treatment that doesn't exist.

Red eyes behind the mist , the visibility of my vision
Radiation in the skies can you feel the temptation?
Dead Trees with a keen eye for a mission
Melting in my soul ,alien abduction in my own invention.


Ambient is so dark,blackened beyond existence
Sweating,Shaking I felt doom incompetent
Auras of the illusion keeps chasing me
They want me to sleep in the grave at the cemetery.
It's better to express your ******* mind than to hide that **** behind
John AD
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