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chaotic Insanity
Points Of needles.
Edges of blades.
Blood of millions runs down the drain.
Some cant See What Can only be seen by the ones who fall down.
Fall so low,Theres no way back.
So deep in this Addictive crack.
A crack in human stabilty.
A slice to all sanity.
Falling deeper, farther
Faster, Faster And Faster.
It Escalates so smoothy
so suddenly
so Majestacly
The insanity is Beauty
No one show it.
Why??
To afraid to be critisized by those More Scared Of Themselfs Than A .38 To The Face.
Theyll Never see what can only be seen by the fallen
Edges of blades.
Blood of millions runs down the drain.
Some cant See What Can only be seen by the ones who fall down.
Fall so low,Theres no way back.
So deep in this Addictive crack.
A crack in human stabilty.
A slice to all sanity.
Falling deeper, farther
Faster, Faster And Faster.
It Escalates so smoothy
so suddenly
so Majestacly
The insanity is Beauty
No one show it.
Why??
To afraid to be critisized by those More Scared Of Themselfs Than A .38 To The Face.
Theyll Never see what can only be seen by the fallen
Published 25th Dec 2012
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