Insanity

While im sitting on the edge of instanity, Im falling off the edge of reality and i try to get my mind to come back to me. But since im sitting one the the edge of insanity, the facts that you see arent facts to me and the opinions you feed are scratch to me.

I need a good friend to attract to me, so I can try to show them whats in the back of me. Now while im falling off the edge of reality and my graded slip and the try to crawl back to me. I threw my mind in the trash so its after me, but its far behind in the back of this factory.

Where minds are to waste

Where love is disgraced

Where any human being is naturally defaced

 

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