Wrong is what i do right, right that I try to do always goes wrong. I try and I try and I try, never been a quiter but perhaps I'm better off if I just die....... Boundaries forever crossed, train of thought depleted & always lost. So good at doing what is bad, horrifically bad at doing good. Friends i have none, enemies rapidly multiply. Death is warmth, life is artic cold. Sleep is fabricated, to be awake is to dream. Numb is to feel, REAL is an illusion fake is reality.

Zombies are the independent, the independents are enslaved. Colors never existed to exist, Segregation thicker than foggest mist. Science has never had nothing to explain, best things in life are free Taxes! Rain? The street makes you wiser, while schools continues to dumb down, all queens and Kings who holds the crown!?!?
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