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I know it seems nice now a dream come true but not all dreams are meant for you when his will to control you becomes to much? will you then lose your grip of this reality of such such a mess you made of these blood stains the drugs filled your veins and you went insane it was the only way you could numb the pain so you walked this path of everlasting shame this was the path my mother walked before me and the path I walk now for I sence the world falling down and soon we all will be under ground
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