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Apr 2019
When I get bored
I don't play games
I don't do work
I use my brains

But not for good
Just like I should
Instead I wander
And life, I ponder

When I get bored
I want to play
In places dark
Deep, awful, strange

I let my thoughts
Consume me whole
And start a fire
Inside my soul

I like its thrill
Its toxic rush
Within this mind
My own chaos
I **** at my darkness to feel it seep out into my veins for my pleasure and demise.
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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     susurri, CLARYT, --- and ymmiJ
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