The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
I walk with new intentions, with renewed aggression, for I’ve removed the scars across my eyes, I’m ready for you to see the me that you don’t know, now that you’ve kill the me you thought I was, push it down your throat, fight the harshness of suffocation, breathe, not to survive, but to die, breathe, BREATHE, BREATHE!
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I am the First Eve.
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The intricacies of my insanity 