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The I set out on took a turn
when the shifted
is not the life I envisioned
What's is done
The crime is
Now the beast has come to roost
He returns with on his hands
Caught in the of meeting
the of supply and reprimand

My is boiling.

I can't my own skin
Though I can see it
expose all these sins
But I can see falling down.
There's no escape building tension
The valve has been refitted
A lost in constant revision
A rising storm that's never
You can't know enough 'til too
The is decimated
Too far gone now to my course and be subjugated

And my blood boiling.

is a labour of hate.
This is how I choose to
The way I know to exist
The road is hard and the is high
But I was for this,
My of hate.