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Saturday, August 29, 2009

Liberate

Scary thoughts come to my head, really wicked and perverse things I want to do, all I want to do is hurt myself, so I can forget this pain, all I can do is think of this hatred I feel, all the vengeance that I desired, those emotions that make my body tremble in a sweet inviting adrenaline.

The gasoline that gives my fingers and my head twirl around with my true personality, i seek and seek for the true point of this hatred that I filtered in all my words and thoughts, this emotions become my drug, my addiction, oh sweet impulse I desired every time I find it, that thing that makes me feel so truly alive.

This is the flame, the ingredient of combustion to burn everything that I once thought it wasn’t important enough for me to ignore, but is it true at all that ignorance is a bliss, oh but why I ever wanted to ignore, I just feel breathing in ecstasy, I quiver for everything that feeds this urge that wants all they ever taken away.

Controlling, calculating, scheming, conniving and manipulating, all of them give the same product, like the easiest equation ever, liberate, liberate, fucking liberate of this.

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