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Short poem to lead you... |
| Music stems from chaos, so I will lead this symphony... Play with me and I will demonstrate tragedy. Trust when I say, It's not out of hate..., this gift of misery. It's out of my head, so you can possibly see like me. Even better... Percieve like me. Let's dominate this number game. Eliminate propaganda- It's not for the fame. This selfless world interest... -This hidden fate entrance This selfish personal interest... -An inescabable vengence |