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Struggle
Hazy blurred background showing
Hands bloodied from murder
Cum dripping down legs with languish
The media,constantly fueling my anguish
Distraught,blood filled plains in the heart
Yet ,You live
The human to the fish still dive
Each day,just to thrive
That is just the setting ,open thine eyes
Embrace the emanation of death and terror
Dirty your hands to the endevour
Rip thy throat till you find that flower
That has been the dying light
That is life,raw and uncut
Pure ,yet cant exist without some dirt
Hands bloodied from murder
Cum dripping down legs with languish
The media,constantly fueling my anguish
Distraught,blood filled plains in the heart
Yet ,You live
The human to the fish still dive
Each day,just to thrive
That is just the setting ,open thine eyes
Embrace the emanation of death and terror
Dirty your hands to the endevour
Rip thy throat till you find that flower
That has been the dying light
That is life,raw and uncut
Pure ,yet cant exist without some dirt
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