Truly convey my passions aborad my heart, too personal but essential information for those who live in the dark seems to can't locate the spark.
my articulate, reflecting on his terror throughout history every little strategy, to keep the peace that I need, internal battling.
Clearly, misery influenced. Sanity is the most precious to conserve under extreme amounts of pressure for those to reveal the secrets of the anguish.
Pressure sues in, lively in sin the energy around, shows nothing but despair or what you may call sin, others my call survival.
"People love to live by it, but get confused when its time to die by it"
Studying more about losses and gains, how people deal with strenuous ways set and set them to flame manage to make these connections throughout our betrayal speaking of an unknown source,
I wonder why I become more intimate with the pen when I see ache reach out to extended its grasp I'm not eager to pursue desperate to evade.
Torn between my soul, and the means to survive trials cries no support system and in particular.
I ain't messy concise as possible cause I want it all to be a phase if so much potential however
I'll be ready for current and past ways instead of the moment of growing through abnormal circumstances.
Nobody really cares, and people search to see the motivation, I envision them saying in a sense of outcry.
Consumed a lot of hate and I want to utilize it, worthy of appreciation and greatness so idolize.
being another statistical gone stray from lack of the right energy and system to generate. Consumed a lot of hate and I want to utilize it.
Can do without suggestion especially if no actual real help is provided.
Its so amazing cause everyone claiming they know no the real me, can't even look me in my eyes so concerned about sparking and losing beef in all I just want pure authenticity
Rejecting the deception, ever so judgemental in their ways,
Don't want to live life as a victim nor slave to the grave danger ill give my last to the next stranger in hopes that they can make the worth of the nothingness there surrounded by.
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