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too much bull I attract
under too much attack
why fight I know how to write
use your drama
to put you in a coma
turn your day into night
your despair into
your worst nightmare
take one from your pair
turn your sight to a glare
you can try but don’t you dare
I’m wicked with a pen
clever and don’t care
when you saw it
you should have left it there
instead you picked it up
now you must prepare
I know too much to not
know enough
this generation is without fear
woke up and knew
that the end was near
no longer look & see the same
no longer effected
by things that have changed shape
like someone who has been raped
never the same again
changed from within
turning into something
no one understands
the architect blueprints and plans
those who do have the upper hand
