10 March 2010
On virgin soil serpents are born Blind are their eyes, blinding's their bane Feigned happiness real is as death Hypocrites' plague infects the mind of man There is that fear like a curse extending in
Dear diary, what have I done? Am I trippin' or am I alive? Once I've decided I've got stories to tell No way in hell was that just another muthafuckin' dream Doesn't matter cuz I already know how it f
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