12/07/01
LYF
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IT'S WHAT YOU GOT AND WHAT YOU GET. JUS' GOTTA SAY FUCK IT AND TAKE ANOTHER HIT. GET SPLIT QUICK TO RUN OUT THE BULLSHIT. KILL ALL THE DRAMA AND DON'T LET NO ONE RUN YA.
FEELS LIKE DEATH AND NOT KNOWING' WHAT'S LEFT. LIKE YOU'RE FALLING' OFF A CLIFF BUT STILL NOT DIEIN'. HOPED TO RIP YOURSELF BUT DAMN YOUR STILL ALIVE AND BY YOURSELF. FOR EVER IN PAIN. AN IMMORTAL TO DEATHS PEACEFUL CALL. YOUR NEVER LUCKY ENOUGH TO COMPLETELY END IT ALL. YOU STILL MUST PAY THE PRICE EVEN AT THE END DOG.
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12/07/01
DEATH
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DEATH CREEPS ALREADY KNOWS HOW YOU GO. AS YOUR FLESH ROTS SLOWLY THROUGH YOUR EVER WEAKING BREATH, THE FLESH FIGHTS TILL THE END THOUGH YOUR SPIRIT ALWAYS LONGED FOR IT
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12/07/01
SHITE
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STRIFE, HATE, DEATH,GREED,BLOOD.SHIFTYNESS, LIES, DARKNESS,GLOOM...
OUR WORLD.
IT'S ALL KRUNKED UP.
LIVE BY THE SHITE, DIE BY THE SHITE!
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12/08/01
DON'T QUIT
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WHY DO I EVEN TRY TO LIVE. I GUESS I JUST REFUSE TO GIVE.
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12/08/01
GOTTA TAKE MIY GREY THERE
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SOME TIMES I THINK I SHOULD FUCK THE WORLD AND LET MY DARKEST SIDE CONSUME ME. MY RAGE IS LIKE THE JOY TAPING THE DEATH OF AN INNOCENT BEING BY FALSELY CHARGING HIM OF A FAKE ASS CRIME JUST SO I COULD MAKE HIM SLEEP WITH DISEASE INFESTED RATS, AND ROACHES WHILE CHOKING, EATING HIS OWN SHIT TO STAY ALIVE WHILE MAGGOTS AND ROT GRUBS FEAST ON THE HEAPING FLESH OF GANGRENE TISSUE HANGING OFF THE EAR DOWN THE NECK TO THE CLAVICLE AND ARMPIT. LAUGHING WITH GREAT PRIDE OF TORTUROUS PAIN I'VE CAUSED JUST SO I COULD START THE MORNING OFF WITH A SANE MIND AFTER A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP.
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12/09/2001
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don't feel worth living or dyeing. All is a war with you and all devils alike. From the first to the last strike, I dream of taking myself out at night. By day I plot how to get others to kill me but none pleases my wishes. Ive hack and slashed my body up.(but the damn paramedics patched me up. banged on the streets even battled my own. The rest of my enemies missed me by days, minutes, and even seconds at my home. Tried starving to death and woke up in a mission. Fucked with U.S. serpents and still no luck. It's to much work my lorcin even jammed and the firing pin broke. I must be here for a reason, life is a question mark. Everybody else can die if they want to but God won't let me. I guess it's my job to find out why now.
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12/09/01
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IS THIS A DREAM OR AM I DEAD? IS THIS DEATH OR JUST A MERE SHADOW OF HELL?I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR MY MISTAKES AND MUST ANSWER TO ALL I DO. SO I GUESS THIS MY PUNISHMENT TORTURE AND DAMNATION ROLLED UP INTO ONE BALL.
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