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Blindness leading.
Which one of me is real?
Through corridors of uncertainity
A force without form.
I've dug a hole so deep,
Full of the shit of compromise.
For once can't I keep
Pain on the outside.
Adapt.
Take on release.
Others.
Thoughts infringed.
Adapt.
Take on release.
A life -
On pause syringed.
(X2)
A glimpse into genocide.
My own emotionsm a million strong.
A heart so full of emptiness
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