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IP:
I'm going to post now..
Flat lined at birth then was reincarnated as rare as jeezus
Possible mistake brought to the depths of life from a fetus
Sixteen years later I sit patiently in my room with envy
Writting songs about my life and how I feel so empty
Im a lonely child hated by masses who crave my demies
I glance into my future see death which isn't any surprise
Try to relax by metatation to cure my dismissed love
When I close my eyes I see the gates open from above
My muscles tighten I feel my lungs collapse about to faint
My life an empty portrait wasn't granted a brush nor paint
Reality in my eyes descripes obscene lines to a blueprint
Spiratuality my ghost lost spirit covers my hate in true tint
Thus the reason why I locked my veins w/ deadly gasses
I apt to the threat of death now cuz im haven back flashes
Off the hate passed by letters in class...the harsh jokes
Tears fallen from my eyes with pain the heart it pravokes
Resulting into the question of a joyful wanted death
I drank gasses to be with god liven was a false quest
Rule now feels the angels hands grasp my body
Am I dreaming a high or being lifted to heavon softly
The scars on my wrist I still feel opened and leaking
Eyes closed ear drums still hear the blade screatchin
As i'm being lifted I look down to my home and realize
Though everybody hated me it was a blesson tobe alive
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