thoughts constantly erupt my mind I feel like im running out of time to escape this torture and this pain to elude the plague of the game burdens enjoy their weight on my back when will all this be in tact where happiness is the ultimate thang and love is the place where all reign? where depression is something of the past and brown-nosing is no longer needed to save one's ass being real has never hurt anyone, not that i know of but being fake gets you under, never above why must hating be in the manuscripts of life, but then again, why would one turn from the needle to the pipe? this life is full of rambunctious days but does that mean one has to have those ways sickness and disease rapid on every hand militant guys dissipating, scared to stand. mothers killing children in unthoughtful ways carried them for 9 months, then shortened their days? thoughts constantly erupt my mind i feel like im running out of time to escape this torture and this pain to elude the plague of this game...
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