Elemental P...I'm fed up, mentally but instead of venting with the pen, I went to bed, Man I'll be dead eventually, in a hearse, in a box, by the 22nd century I'll be part of the earth and the rocks, sedimentary, nothing will hurt and the thoughts, and the nerves, will be lost, my mind a dead necessity, blessed...at ease...at rest...at peace.
huh?
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He listens to voices inside of his mind
Explicit and poisonous violent crime.
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