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I have the will to kill or make,
My will i change with no mistake,
For i say now what might be changed,
Noone can say my might be fake,

Sun goes up, todays the next,
explore the rest through misty gray,
and life destroyed by people vexed,
They lore the stress to fade away.
in my mind i think a thought,
then some anger often rots......... inside my head
the reasons lost,
the reasons lost to my dismay.
the never ending sight i see just makes me fight with why i am,
the clever bending might in me must ask my soul to understand.
who knows the reason for the rest?
i feel im lost and gone astray

Ill wait forever for the one to save me from all this dispair,
Ill wait and wait, but will she come? or will i die and noone care?
Ill kill my pride with floating chairs, and drill my eyes with soap and hair,
If noone trys..ill hope and bare, or maybe ill just go away