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Downward Spiral (Cliche? yes. But it fits)

Depression starts to set in and everything you let in turns to dust. Your lust consumes the trust broken on a pile of frustration. Temptation is nothing in the end but the trend of the nation will never bend or break for you or me in this demonstration of hate. Is it really to late to change or rearrange your mind? Your brain will never be sane from the kind. The penetration into your belief will be the relief of creation. The separation will only bind and tear you away.

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