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Empty Existence
This lucid life is nothing but a fleeting fantasy
nothing more than a muddled muck of discombobulated dreams
I search strenuously steadfast for crystal clarity
but find none in this empty existence
Must the torrid truth haunt me like condemned criminals?
Crucify my shattered soul into scabrous submission
or can I escape this rigorous reality and go into the luxurious light?
A Word
From
Da Lord
Mason Da Ruler
Copyrighted 2008
Diesel From Tha D Inc.
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