you’ve been busted before
we know where you
sleep we have this place
surrounded your delusional
thinking will
not go
unpunished you
are not immaculate you
are just
criminal and you
have no friends
so you shall face the scaffold totally alone
some say
that genius is an affliction of
the mind that torment inspires
beauty and the hand of god has
blessed the afflicted but they’re yanking your
chain
madness is a lesion of the heart
a slashing torment
of the
soul but you did this to yourself and no-one hands out purple hearts for self-inflicted wounds
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