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I Killed the American Dream

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these words im about to speak are abominations to human society,
forever i parade in anarchy,
this is substantial injustice for the incapacitated mind of genius,
through this worlds torture,
i became the moons shadow in a solar eclipse,
the murders i commit on innocent pages, abused ink and lead,
have overshadow the greatness i gave to the same world that pity me,
to this world i am the debit that lies in illusions while i let them eat themselves alive in the 90 percent of my brain that still claims sanity,
i held hands with the descriptions of the guns that i will deliver to the patriots that banned me,
i hope to cripple your idea of me,
for thats why i am a lyrical serial killer,
these words i spit through lives that seen a mere vision of me,
i assassinate them with stupidity in which i call creativity,
throughout six years i became nothing more than the expendable suicidal reject of my own misfortunes,
but my free will allows me to take this crap and clean up the reality of the world with visions of hope through tales of my failure,
to be a gladiator of this deception,
evil is merely intolerable,
while love the pool in the middle of that arizona desert in my mind left untouched,
cause the love i had was incinerated while i held her in my arms,
i tried to kiss her gentle cheek,
but i was poisoned by mischief of another s romantic damage upon her,
i became a puppet of love in which is the ring master of war so now i craw deep in the trenches,
throwing grenades at anyone who dares have the audacity to mentally discombobulate me,
my accuracy is the same as a pill that will end a life,
you never know when i'll pounce,
these words have lynched my fate for a normal life,
as i progressed i consider myself a terrorist of my craft,
i frequently liquidate my mind a backlash is never herd,
i forever smile in the face of my own stupidity,
cause my stupidity is the gift to myself for the innocence we all lose,
for your heart is my weapon,
and as much as i love to crush it,
i'll let your wings fly away when our final goodbyes are said,
through this life i lead,
i became a stat to another school shooting,
a future i will never embrace,
i was once pure as snow that flows on the sun,
but i fell with the sky,
embracing the wind before i shall die,
my persistence as corrupted my heart,
for my will to give the world happiness is tested before i tear it apart,
these scars i tell on paper is the only thing that is unique about me,
cause,
I,
KILLED,
THE AMERICAN,
DREAM,
by becoming what the world predicted me to be

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