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Before the death has gripped me I have not know what is - free Gleefuly sprawled in the darkness to be Seen, eating spleens of the fiends. I leaned towards overthinking With no real thinking to be done all games and fun, untill I've pointed the gun Shunned by society, I've been shunning myself Thinking, success will lift off my stress Regardles, I've failed to impress the press This is the moment, Death has Gripped me Cut me, ****** me and it struck me I've been lucky, but a bit too cocky I see no love in the deep web Of useless cred, I've shed in the net. Lying in the basement, poorly lit Seeing the truth, Death Gripped.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC
Death Gripped
Before the death has gripped me I have not know what is - free Gleefuly sprawled in the darkness to be Seen, eating spleens of the fiends. I leaned towards overthinking With no real thinking to be done all games and fun, untill I've pointed the gun Shunned by society, I've been shunning myself Thinking, success will lift off my stress Regardles, I've failed to impress the press This is the moment, Death has Gripped me Cut me, ****** me and it struck me I've been lucky, but a bit too cocky I see no love in the deep web Of useless cred, I've shed in the net. Lying in the basement, poorly lit Seeing the truth, Death Gripped.
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Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC
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