To a certain extent it was an unparalleled glimpse of the beauty that I made out of my dark vision. Splendid someone said so I turned around and a holy, goddamn mirrow showed me a furious witch with a gun. (Make everything untrue) I took my father's razor blood everywhere I get a kick out of it -now let me! Go, Mother, do us all a favour! A suicidal tendency oh, good old days! Where is my teddy bear? I put back the clock. They lie to me; grass has never been green in my childhood expect one time -must have been in my Future life. I get up 3 am there's a sweet taste of delusion. Listen! Can you hear the bombs? Isn't that my neighbour? Why does he miss his head? Tomorrow: I try to forget the experiences wihout avail. Hit me! Beat me up! Like you used to. (Makes me wanna sing lalala.) Let me, stop me if you dare! I play with my teddy bear now I realize it's dead. (Am I alive?)
Reason for writing:
Can you hear my heart beating, beacuse the truth hunts me?!
Birth sign: Libra
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