Vista previa
processed, diluted,
virtually unrecognizable
iwas lost there- no direction
a scattered void.
no more
its over
im on to you
your evil game
the tables have turned
i am taking back my soul
tranquilized, scrutinized
hate injected mind
as if internal wounds
wouldnt bleed, wouldnt hurt me
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i see throug your lies
taking back whats mine