dammet people have tried to silence me but they cant do it im to smart i kill them before they me yaeeeeeee new poem

as i lay empty mined
my voice seems blinded
as night shining like daeths lantern
i wonder am i dead
or just breathles in a wooden bed
buried by the hate of the moronic majority
no surprest by impurity
the minds of the simple man
fill with hate of what they dont understand
my life seen as nothning
hidden in nothing

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