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I don't care for what you say,
My life is lived in my own way.
I bathe in your hatred and ignorance,
My beautiful mind a shining lance.
In dark filthy noisy places,
Where you live without an essence,
My actions follow reason,
glory, future, hope,
With none of which you can cope.
A partial zombie without dreams,
It has no meaning,
As you scream, scream, and scream.
|Boss as fuck.|