Don't let me kill someone...
[Started writing at 15/07/2019] [Ended writing at 16/07/2019] My whole mind is like sinkin', uh, In a dream I see gin, I ONLY NEED CORPSES, I've seen many sinners, They consciously enjoyed the blood, yeah They walked and killed suddenly in the hoods, uh I beat my bitch under the bits, yeah Then I was on a relaxed beast mode, I ain't sayin', that I'mma God, I ain't roll into rot, I've never been with whores, I've never been poor, Ahhh... Shit, I'll be a patient in a mental hospital, The Devil's already callin' me... Callin' me... Callin' me... I don't wanna be... Fuckin' in a psycho hospital... Yeah, I wake up at night with standin' over the table, Fuckin' demons do not settle in my mind, Fuck, their goal is to find my soul and brin' it to the devil, Maybe they wanna fry me in a cauldron like grilled kebabs, I wanna destroy everythin' and everywhere, I killed all the fear in me, I AND WE ARE ALL JUST MEAT! PURPOSE: TO FIND , DESTROY , AND KILL! May even beat 'til bleedin'.. Hah... "Somewhere deep in the soul and mind..." Is all this shit real?.. Am I really so sick?... I'm with very weak willpower, I'm not a lover, Fuck that shit... Everyone just bleeds from me, I'll be a patient in a mental hospital, I'll be a patient in a mental hospital... Fuck... Better leave me alone, Otherwise, I break all the bones, My nerves are on the verge, Ahhh... The first who'd sentence me to kill - would the judge, I need a clear mind, I am tired of headaches, Durin' the period when I was sick - more than five heart attacks happened, But I was silent, and endured all the pain... I was abnormal... I was abnormal.. But not drunk in shit.... "Not drunk in shit..." "Not drunk in shit..." DON'T LET ME KILL SOMEONE... I'm goin' crazy... I'm too sick...
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