rambling phychosis
of beating heart
that cries your name
fooled by desire
and crushed by truth
realization is a demon
born of sorrow
and hungers for pain
a thing so evil
that not even a well endowed priest
with holy water flowing from his ears
could banish it from this life
ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
creation to creation
and lust to lust
we are nothing more
then pathetic pawns
in a chess match
of morons
that dictate every move
til we are jumped
and fucked over
in this little thing
called exsistance
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