ive lost afew.
you send me ignorance in boxes and carts,
i hate it so much, i want you dead.
why did you choke me with your words,
some kind of deception you ass.
keep your hopes high, ill make you fall.
lost, in some kind of plaything,
somewhere called the heart.
maybe when you're less intimidated,
then go out and play.
i can give you an answer, indefinitely.
some trip.

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