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Jul 2010
Little by little, I'm losing my mind

I'm slowly going insane

Oh, my brother, who was so kind

Please help me end this pain



I'm alone within this darkness

I think I might be in hell

Somewhere beyond, can you hear that hiss

Can you sense that horrid smell?



somehow how or another, you think I'm insane

I think it's quite contrary

It's not my fault blood falls like rain

it was my friend I shot and buried.



Little by little, you pick me out

I think you know to much

I must **** you, without a doubt

and serve you as a lunch.



Little by little I'm losing my mind

I'm slowly going insane

It's over-rated, don't be so kind

Or I'll stab you with my cane.
Copyright: 2008
Matthew
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Matthew
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