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Apr 2014
I'm always chasing the ultimate high
A fix to entice of my own design
Like demons creeping through the night
To steal the shadows and hex the souls
Of those so warm, when I'm so cold

because oblivion tastes like rust
Going down smoother than leather and lace
Of the world's society demonstrates,
Wearing the shackles they yearn to create!

And I'm shoving down my inner voice
thrusting the words so blatantly they taste
While time's fading away insistently
Breaking me down to the edge,reality lost in haste

Where sanity is just a word
That has no meaning,like a herd were
rushed to slaughter,begging,ending
on the worlds teeter totter.


And I can't tell if this reality is fake
I'm stuck here,burned alive on a stake
But it's doesn't really matter
'Cause there's no one left to hate
Deep in this hole far underground
drowning in body and soul
Inside these walls,unconscious mind.

Unholy teachers of whats wrong is right
Beating the tones like pride and prejudice
Strumming the string,signed by blood in
society's wager.

Lock,barrel,pull and scream,A dose of your
own nymphΓ©tamine.
How I Feel About Society Now A Days..
LaceyLu
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LaceyLu  georgia
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