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Trans My Gender
01:20
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2. |
Demands
02:50
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3. |
Progress
01:52
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4. |
Proficiency
02:59
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6. |
Intrusive Thoughts
05:32
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8. |
Wrath
02:09
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9. |
Fools Waltz
02:14
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10. |
The Farce (Pretentious)
04:31
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I'll miss her, and have no ill will or spite.
These feelings will remain forever, despite;
The pandering,
into the things I like,
The leading me on,
only to say, sike.
Just so I'd give her, one more day, a week, or a year.
Gaslighting me,
the only pain I felt,
was between my own ears.
With fear of shame,
I did nothing allowing her to remain,
exactly the same.
She danced the way I'd wish to see.
Doing everything in her power to distract me.
Playacting, to arouse feelings, which only severed to cloud my judgment.
When she's confronted, she faced no punishment.
So deeply I felt for her,
that the previous transgressions,
nary set foot,
inside the façade I built.
But the issues however,
did not remain hidden for long,
and it began to tilt.
Over it fell,
broken now the spell...
Madness ensued, arguments had.
By the end of it all,
no one left but sad.
Still I yearn, for the intimate embrace,
of the one who so, garishly throttled my soul.
Ravaged by feelings to convoluted, to control.
Tormented by their vexing gaze,
Flustered by emotions they raise,
The events leaving a fresh wound atop the many scars of my past.
Another example of, not the first and, probably not the last.
Once I thought there could be a light in the dark.
Chance upon chance to mark a better mark.
Any sort of acceptance or realization?
An unreasonable urgency placed upon the situation?
Not really, considering,
the lack of effort put forth prior.
The pain I felt inside like a sickening fire.
The majority of effort only to continue a lie.
The kind of which makes, deep feelings die.
(pause)
Found my ways to the passages of inner thought.
Deeper and deeper unaware of what I sought.
I come upon a large door.
I force it open 'cause,
I must know more.
Inside there's a chair, scattered books, and a fireplace, I know it.
This is the place of a sorrowful tale by a, world renowned poet.
I look around and check the status.
There it is, the infamous, window lattice.
I turn to look for the bust of Pallas.
The spot lay bare, not even a raven to harass.
One could say,
darkness there, and nothing more.
Goodbye, my false Lenore.
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11. |
Logistics
03:01
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12. |
Domestik Blues
01:57
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13. |
Fools Waltz Redux
02:18
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14. |
Profiteering
04:59
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15. |
Degradation
02:15
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16. |
Void Rending Madness
02:10
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17. |
Persecution Complex
02:13
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18. |
Indignation
03:24
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19. |
Fool's Resolve
03:49
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20. |
Simplicity
03:26
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Devastation Industries California
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