Shattered happiness, shards of tranquility...
It's only business, human mortality.
Dealer of death, hated by society...
And using that hate, ta gain notoriety.
So sit beside me, hear this confession...
Absorb the lesson, mental window dressin.
Heart's deadened, so tales are terminal...
Subconscious needs soothing, daily Demerol.
Infant or adolescent, mature or decrepit...
Age is irrelevant, intentional accidents.
Eventual malcontent, karma pays dividends...
So I'll end up hell-bent, but not for Heaven.
Soul's leadened, destined to submerge...
But there's no turning back, I can't fight tha urge.


$izzle
~.Nise.~
Sureal

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