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i know something is not right here
my subconcous decodes the messages all to clear
my heart beats become unpleasent
i squeeze my chest
in my minds eye,i brake my bones
a sheild for my heart nolonger
ripping and tearing my heart
for the saddness shed by many
to become heartless.
NOW.
dryed up eyes
that never seen a tear,
feelings are forgotten
extracting my vengence
on this tied up body
fool of evil,outside adored with cold gold
the countries elected....
i will hear the pleas
but will without hinder slit his throat
with a blunt butter knife
stepping on his toes
like when they roam through the shadowed parts of town
looking up as if praying
never to look below on the vermins they squashing
only because they were given a comfy seat
in an impure imagernation

lucifer falling from grace
like humanity fallin out the grace of nature
coparations that make bottled water
drink the profit and piss in our rivers
blessing the surrounding nation
with a quick ticket out of this hell whole

why does this go unpunished?
mr polertican tells me 'it helps wit the countries GNI and GDP'
all these things that go against economizing
makes me feel nothing for my future generation
cause i am like the worlds leaders
not human but a heartless creature.