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Left uninspired getting tired So tired Can't think down I sink Towards the depths The depths of hate Hate that is laced in to my fate My fate I can't controle Of that, you cannot console We all have a role mine just happens to be Less than that of the world because it still twirls without my words tripping on the herds of hate wait forget you and I'll Dominate
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 8:45 PM UTC
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Left uninspired getting tired So tired Can't think down I sink Towards the depths The depths of hate Hate that is laced in to my fate My fate I can't controle Of that, you cannot console We all have a role mine just happens to be Less than that of the world because it still twirls without my words tripping on the herds of hate wait forget you and I'll Dominate
Abigail-Madsen
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 8:45 PM UTC
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