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Halls Of Illusion

Halls Of Illusion

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03 May 2022

I can't express all the anger and hatred that I fell, anxiety is building up inside of me I need to pop another pill, I just wanna kill these illusions that try to become so real. burn another $100, on a iced out grill, put a gun to the jewlers head and say empty the till. I keep living, instead of dying, should I give up on this life I am done trying, nothing can stop this pain I feel, these illusions feel so real. I cut my wrist just to feel the pain, while I dance in the dripping blood like it's rain, I am going insane, I think something snapped in my brain, no I am on my bike going 180mph in the wrong lane. I keep living instead of dying should I give up I'm done trying nothing can stop this pain I feel the illusions feel so real.. I pull up at the bank with the ski mask and glock, I'm hard-core like biggy and pac. pull out the 22 and put yo ass in shock pop pop now u lying in chalk, I feed yo flesh to the crow flock. they call it redrum, I feel so numb, if you is a rat you will loose your tongue. I keep living instead of dying should I give up I'm done trying. nothing can stop this pain I feel these illusions become so real.

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2 years ago

I can't express all the anger and hatred that I fell, anxiety is building up inside of me I need to pop another pill, I just wanna kill these illusions that try to become so real. burn another $100, on a iced out grill, put a gun to the jewlers head and say empty the till. I keep living, instead of dying, should I give up on this life I am done trying, nothing can stop this pain I feel, these illusions feel so real. I cut my wrist just to feel the pain, while I dance in the dripping blood like it's rain, I am going insane, I think something snapped in my brain, no I am on my bike going 180mph in the wrong lane. I keep living instead of dying should I give up I'm done trying nothing can stop this pain I feel the illusions feel so real.. I pull up at the bank with the ski mask and glock, I'm hard-core like biggy and pac. pull out the 22 and put yo ass in shock pop pop now u lying in chalk, I feed yo flesh to the crow flock. they call it redrum, I feel so numb, if you is a rat you will loose your tongue. I keep living instead of dying should I give up I'm done trying. nothing can stop this pain I feel these illusions become so real.

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