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PSYCHO DEGENERATE
MOM WORKING LATE I ONLY SEEM TO HATE TIRED OF BEING A ADULT TIME TO BE A KID. NOT KNOWING HOW DISGUSTING IT IS TO LIVE A LIFE OF LIES. REGRET NOT THE MONSTER I BECAME NO FEELING JUST BLEEDING WEARING MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE FOR ALL TO SEE WELL THE ACT IN SESSION NEVER ENDING NEVER A BEGINNING. MY PSYCHIATRIST NEEDS A THERAPIST AFTER SEEING SOMEONE SO HOLLOW. SCRAMBLING AROUND AFRAID OF THEIR OWN SELVES. REEVALUATING THE DEGREES ON THEIR WALLS SEC OND GUESSES. THEY LEAVE THE GROWN CHILD UNDIAGNOSED CONFUSED AND VIOLENT. PARENTS VACANT LIKE HER BRAIN SHE MOVES FORWARD A STEP TO GO BACK TEN. CONTIMPLATING HOW TO REMOVE THE NON CURABLE DISEASE. THE BRUSED BONES RECORD IT WELL BUT NOT AS MUCH AS HER REMOVED HEART INNOCENCE AT BIRTH ONLY BLOOD SPILLED MAKES IT RIGHT. HATE IS A WASTE IN HER TWISTED JADED MIND SHE MOVES ON TAKES HER OWN VOWS AND GETS STRENGTH BY SICKENING MASKS EVERYDAY. WHAT A ACTRESS WONDER HOW LONG IT LASTS?
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