stuff from the past..


the world filled with blood
ppl full of shit
the lust that misleads
the torture in me

the love that is wrong
mind of the twisted
the tears that are shed
sanity, in me, has fled

something we need to know
our lives so confusing
dont know where im going
dont know where i'll stop..

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