A Poisoned Mind

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So many people,

So many reasons to beleive.

A different story,

A different person too naive.

My head begins to spin and all my feeling starts to go.

The poison circulates and then the symptoms start to show.

My stomach raises ashes from the pit so far below.

My body falls and crashes as the blood begins to flow.



Sympatetic coastal region.

Lost again to the hell lord's legion.

Anger! Hatred! Left alone!

Anger! Hatred! Lost, alone!

Lost again to the hell lord's legion.

Lost again to the hell lord's legion.

Sympathetic coastal region.

Lost again to the hell lord's legion!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This peom was written when one of my friends said the words... 'So many people!'
Then I got stung by a wasp on my neck!

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Wow good poem