Extreme and a level just beside where anything bitches may happen,
and the logic to put bars behind every truth, so godamn true and fails the respect,
Just a trap worth dying for, craving, running, eating, dying, reapeting all and over again,
A buzzy alarm put an end to my dirty shower, took away my sleeps, my pains and a garden of virginity, just long long away....! !
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