The bridges of far past are rotted to the bone
The bridges of recent past..still burning...showing signs of life to be shown
The future seems bleak...my existance seems meek...still deciding what path to seek.
I'm starting not to want to go with the flow.
Just feel like taking all that I own and ******** go
were I don't know...my past is Rotted,the present is starting burn
I still have dreams...the path is too hazy. Don't know were to turn
Just want to let it all go....
not give a ********, give my mind the ******** up show...
indulge that insanity I yearn...
join the darkness laugh and burn...
go out with a violent bang..
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