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It all started as a joke
But now i am alarmed by the degree of humanity i have lost,
I am lost..
Like burnt toast i have lost my soft feel,
Covered in darkness,
My soul crusted by external flames and pressures i cant begin to fathom..
I need a helping hand
To pull me away from this vortex of peril trying to suck me in,
Swirling with parasites ready to live off my innocence
I am not like them'....
I am me,..
Jokes aside,
I am me with a little less sanity,
An appreciation for profanity,
A taste for twisted humour
Humour regarded in some circles as humour without humanity.
But still I maintain that I am me,
With a heart of steel,
No wait!
I maintain that I am still me
But with a little less love to give.
But now i am alarmed by the degree of humanity i have lost,
I am lost..
Like burnt toast i have lost my soft feel,
Covered in darkness,
My soul crusted by external flames and pressures i cant begin to fathom..
I need a helping hand
To pull me away from this vortex of peril trying to suck me in,
Swirling with parasites ready to live off my innocence
I am not like them'....
I am me,..
Jokes aside,
I am me with a little less sanity,
An appreciation for profanity,
A taste for twisted humour
Humour regarded in some circles as humour without humanity.
But still I maintain that I am me,
With a heart of steel,
No wait!
I maintain that I am still me
But with a little less love to give.
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