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Such a complicated mess. Can’t wait for life to jus fall into place

A Hallucinated trance
When I jus wanna dance.
Soft spoken lies
A mutated dream
Whispers abide
Why pick a side
Break out and sing
Drop that beat fair king
They say what doesn’t kill you,
makes you stronger.
This false judgment is passed carelessly
Eating the minds of those called “strong”
What doesn’t kill us makes us angry
Its the family and friends that you hold on to
That’s what should be looked back on when death presents itself.
Love itself doesn’t exist
It is an illusion
Created to believe in being good for someone else.
It is a leader to economics as well as society.
A word in the dictionary
Yet corrupts so many lives
Dumbs so many intelligent brains
A must have though it’ll break you in half
So when the end comes close
Speak upon my behave,
Let me spend the rest of eternity
Inside your heart

Love does not exist. It’s a virus the mind fights of like a body fights an illness. It is being infected with stupidity only to become stupid n blind over n over until finally you learn the consequences of opening your stupidity for anyone else is only going to being you pain. I never want to be stupid for anyone ever again. “You’ll miss me while you looking for yourself out there”