Too much to find, so much so little time. So many images persist to shade my mind. Will I ever come around or will I just hit the ground? Will I still be standing when it all comes down? Why can`t I seem to sort it out? Why am I always filled with doubt So many people everywhere, so self-absorbed without a care of their viral lves. I`d like to bleed them all, when all is drained who shall hold? When mindless bodies screw tortured souls, will somebody be there to catch me when I fall? Why can`t I seem to sort it out. Why am I always filled with doubt. How could I always be so blind? Why can`t I figure it out? I could always hope for change, could always hope to rearrange. But why not just abandon hope and tear it all apart, now?
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