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June 2011 The best way to pass the block is simply keep writin,
i still have the feeling but my book looks less invitin,
mind keeps runnin but my fingers keep to themself,
so this notebook is startin to collect dust up on the shelf,
enough with all the drama, quit callin me boy Stan,
i can think the world shitty, i'm a grown fuckin man,
together you plan, well to me i see a scheme,
one of you is selfish, other is blinded in a dream,
but ok, what ever you say,
nice to still have some friends that seem to still know me,
cause i don't know me, this mirror shows someone strange,
must be a sniper cause i see me at long range,
but there is a maze plaguing the rest of my days,
runnin into dead ends still hearin the words she says,
pick up the gun, fill it up and cock it,
then take my brains sky high like a rocket.
