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all this time
I'm outta my mind
yet in my soul
is where I'm home
I'm like a puzzle
and every piece I see
drifts farther from me
seems its easier
to just not look anymore
and knowing my reach
can only do so much good
I'm miscalculated
missing my bests
I'll search my mind
and all my regrets
if only I could find
what suits me best
but only in time
will I find what I need

and all this time
I'm outta my mind
yet in my soul
is where I'm most at home
I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.

Sperm, It's in you to give.




I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
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