Aprosìa

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I love and hate
are they real or only a bait?
I wish and hope
and watch life from a stroboscope,

I feel that the end is comin'
but for no reason I'm still runnin'.
I belived in god.
Now I'm not sure that was good.

I lied to myself
so I'm probably livin' in hell
I have thoughts 'bout all this pain
so why are ya'll living without brain?