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Is anyone really for me or isEveryone against me?It’s just your fucking attitudeThat’s one hundred times incensed me.I can’t help but be cruel to youCause you’re not even trying.If you don’t like it, do the workThat I’ve done, and stop lying.The men who are obsessed with cockAssume that girls are too.But it’s just a homosexual…
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I tripped into Hell And found a seashell That contained a noise A beautiful voice It sang in my ear As I held it near But then the shell faded And I was left jaded.
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I took a single step into the night With nothing but my courage as my arms Unafraid to stand for what is right, Unaware the fight would be so long. I gave it what I had while it was going And gave it what I had til it was gone I thought I brought a…
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Maybe moments linger, But, like all feelings, pass Past enchanted forests, Fields of verdant grass— Feelings are a fancy The only thing that’s real Is what you do for others Just how you make them feel.
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I don’t see the point in living When the ones that make you cry Are the ones to whom you’re giving And no one can see your worth Because they, themselves, are worthless And you wish you weren’t born And you hate the ones that birthed you It reminds me of a book About a…
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Something I’m just starting I felt like sharing with y’all. I want to write something so well That no one who reads it will say “That wasn’t particularly rare And I found it rather blase.” For that is the curse of a demon No albatross and no seaman.
Musings of the Mad 