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Played out, wide off the mark

Genie develops

Skin to fiction

More then in a world of fact

My own worst enemy

My own worst enemy

Lifes feel treachery

My own worst enemy

Dams of emotion build

A dull and turbid scream

Cloudlike veils of black

In fungles of hopes oppressed

So many times,

For no reason

So many promised punches

For what reason?

Ceaseless decay

Parallel obscene and flagreaf

Ceaseless decay

Restrained my mind cells

So many times,

For no reason

So many promised punches

For what reason?

Ceaseless decay

Parallel obscene and flagreaf

Ceaseless decay

Restrained my mind cells