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Deviance
My mind
My cage of social construction
Robs me of my sight, courage and pride
Leading me to accept the existence
Beyond human normalcy
To the level just above death
The plane of deviance
Residing within this distorted manifestation
Of my afflictions and my addictions
I exist feral, to social convention
Hostile to the outstretched hand of humanity
Regression to the primal
Unwilling to flee my grotto
I foster delusions of grandeur to new heights
While anger keeps me fed and
Ignorance my concubine
Time conquers all
Except my Pandora's box
Which no one dares open
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
My cage of social construction
Robs me of my sight, courage and pride
Leading me to accept the existence
Beyond human normalcy
To the level just above death
The plane of deviance
Residing within this distorted manifestation
Of my afflictions and my addictions
I exist feral, to social convention
Hostile to the outstretched hand of humanity
Regression to the primal
Unwilling to flee my grotto
I foster delusions of grandeur to new heights
While anger keeps me fed and
Ignorance my concubine
Time conquers all
Except my Pandora's box
Which no one dares open
(C) 2014 XMAR82 all Rights Reserved
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