My Soul's Broken-With-Dreams-Scattered, seems Hopeless, Ive Seen Madness, corpses dangle from Ropes-In-A-Teens-Attic/ how can i Cope With A Fiend's Habit, 'cell walls' Closing, I Bleed Magnets...oppopse Those-Who-Would-Wreak-Havoc cause the Oceans-To-Freeze-Rapid, place the Globe-On-A-Weak-Axis/ Im conjuring Thoughts-Of-Violence, envisioning Scars From Tyrants through Conscious Eyelids with a Marksman's Iris/ 'reign' like March's-Climate, vivid dreams suggest-my-deaths-near, hiphops breath-of-fresh-air, Prob's The Heimlich/ I'll Cough-A-Virus so Dark-But-Silent, it would Penetrate you soul, most devestating blow since Pontius-Pilot destroyed God's Design-Kids/ all you Fools-who-think-religious is wearing a crucifix-you're-missing the picture, it's listed-in-scriptures, your confused-and twisted, listen/ my cruel-intentions-distant, since the womb-this-kids- existance was doomed-an-infant's visions...stabbed myself in the back to save Judas'-Conviction/ Im Now-Deformed-In-Ways, inconceivable to man, still to Proud-To-Halt-This-Pace cause it seems as though ive found my awesome-fate/ Shed Pounds-From-Naseous Plagues, God's son, minus the scars where the Crown-Of-Thorns Was Placed/
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