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Castrate The Wreckage

I found freedom

Losing all hope was freedom

Self improve or self destructRight in your face but not visible

The tip of your tongue but you can't taste

Grotesque distortions, dark cyclones

Virtual abattoir sadists wombA host to parasites every day and night

The need for something more out of lifeLost in oblivion dark and silent

A fear you cannot smell or taste

The endless trance, the muffled cries

I await my second birthThe secret webs of emotion

Spin the threads of self-rejection

The secret webs of emotion

Safety net for all our painCastrate the mental wreckage

Waste is a thief

No antidote for anger

Sow the seeds you reap

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