Sometimes i am faced with weired thoughts.....
If I exist...for what purpose.....
If i die.......for what reason.....
If I were to lose all sanity right now....who would care....
If I were to murder the world right now.....Why wouldn't any minority try to stop me
Then I realize In the mind of others I don't exist
I would die because I would want it
No one would care
Minority wouldn't stop me cuz they fear the death I will because..... stare
In real life i am a man with no true feeling
The ace of one isn't always true stare
My stories are based on death because it is what i want most....
but it will never come
I just want to start over refresh my mind, body, soul.....
My belief is that you never die...
Your soul just is tranferred to a phetus(unborn baby)....
I......I..I just want to start over stare
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