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disregard
trying to find logic within all this reasoning,
cant help but feel ive fallen short of what this life is supposed to be. Guilty knowing ive made mistakes so extreme they cannot be undone, wiping away my shortcomings,wiping away all thats been done. trying to find reason within all this logic cant help but feel ive got everything... but just that. Ashamed knowing by my hand the future has been blurred, took something great from this world feel the reprocussions of murder. Cuz they all say Im a killer,nothing but a simple whore, reasoning with my logic,wishing for the day before. But they dont know what its like to stand firm in and beleive, that you put thier life before yours thats why murder is what you breed. The ones who yeild the scalple;and the ones who yeild the scars,can firmly bare witness to lives that we disregard. |