The mind begins to bend, in odd direction, a mixture of emotions, and kaotic affection, is this my mind or life, losing connection? No Fucken alarm, and no **** detection, it just swallows my mind, and creates a section, where have I've gone, With my life's *******? Chasing my mind, that has no protection, but me myself and I, are the only correction, as the mirror explodes, at my fucken reflection, now the person I see, I just lost my complexion, put all of the pieces together, and it's still a rejection.........
P.s- don't lose yourself, but prove yourself.
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