Painpit
How can you live And still be a good person? When I'm watching At people's destiny, That similar to mine, I can't believe In life. I know the right decision, But I'm still Gonna fight my vision Not to step in. I start to feel Upset and angry. It's like I'm burying Myself. Put this book on dyed shelf, Close the locker, Erase your memory. It's still more helpfully. Nah, I don't like it. Grab my weapon just to pike it, Slaugter, murder, warrior's spirit's rising. Looking for others people's problems, That I'm still gon' fight with. Like they're mine. And that's the pit, The way from which I won't find.
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