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Feb 2014
I will rob you of your vitality
I am not your spirit tutelary
Crush your bones and eat your heart
You were wrong from the start
Should've heard your mothers words
Shouldn't have fell in with the rest of the herd

I'm talking to you
The one who thought he won
Let these words stick like glue
You were just in it for the fun
it's time to open your ******* eyes

People have died yeah they're already gone
But you you're still here breathing next to me
What? What the **** makes you better? What the **** are you on?
Just step your ego to the side and just give yourself a chance to see
So many people claim to be open and accepting
But at the end of the road their brains are nothing but alocked doors

There lies a stillness inside each of us
And you can reach the valley if you just **** the fuss
Nothing is accomplished through force and just stays
For the rage that feeds on this,  
upon the highest perch lays
So clench your fists tightly and open them up again
Slowly you'll learn that your voice hasn't been sent - yet
John
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John  28/M/New York
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