Wondering aimlessly, without a goal in slight.
How could this be, a girl with so many dreams, leaning on a pole plotting her next strike against civilization.
Not a terrorist, but a skeemer, planting a seed of destruction against those that need a wake-up call, the ones with there head in lap of there mothers.
It is not my fault, they push me to a point of no return, i want to rip the absent-minded corpses from the corrupted society and make them choice the blue or red pill.
The matrix, an alternate world or reality that you can only see clearly by being heavily sedated.
The question is do you use the drug or does the drug use you ?
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