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Not A Man
I am changing.
I can feel it.
My soul is writhing
Beneath my psyche.
My life is raging
dying bit by bit.
Old Me is striving
To kill the New Me.
I want to be the man I used to be.
Let this man I am die violently.
The creature I've become is an atrosity.
I'm really not the man that you see.
I am praying
In my Hell I sit.
I pay my tything
Life is my money.
I am paying
For all my s---.
Still I'm laughing,
But nothing's funny.
I want to be the man I used to be.
Let this man I am die violently.
The creature I've become is an atrosity.
I'm really not the man that you see.
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