infinite darkness in my soul, is there nothing that can fill
this hole. i live to survive and survive to live yet 
in my heart i have nothing to give, all has been said and done,
the words and emotion have no meaning.

going through the motions is all we do, looking for something
we never quite find. using drugs, sex and money we seek more 
and get less, sinking into the quicksand that is life. the final
purpose behind this strife, to reap the reward of death, the 
great kiss from her lips.  

we are all puppets on this stage, controlled by the governmental
KKK. so smile, for your life, just like mine and others is a
dramatic play on lifes twisted stage, with a tragedy in
the final scene.

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