basically my brain condems sentaces heard in the past
servants they ask, repenting is distrubed by the dark
critics speak in broken tounges, screams of agony
I throw hot rocks at the mirror, its me Im damaging
poinsened white blood cells breed in my blue vains
Argue with myself, FUCK YOU!!!! it seems I have two brains
prevail purposly poisened a youthfull essence
truefull sentance? I sleep with a new discretion

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