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The Devil Insidestone your life away i'm just alright or a little less today faces smiling heads turning all i see are evils and i'm not winning losing at a living living with losing constantly excusing the screw-up's continuim and metaphorical truths are here within without a single prayer give death a kiss return the void glare peel away miscon ceptions broken words little white big black lies eaten alive outside from in you cannot escape you cannot win it's called a disease they call you enraged but itThe Devil Inside


Solitairesolitaire. the lonely man's game. the kind meant to be played in the quiet. silence.Solitaire
with a nice drink, maybe a good smoke.
and dark. or at least dim. slowly, casually. the only person rushing me is myself. so i don't.
no one to score the game. unless the computer does so. but it won't. unless i let it. i'm dominant over me myself and the game. manipulating the cards. even the rules. more to my liking it grows. drifts away the thought of alone. solitaire. the control freak's game. the kind for the social outcast with a superiority complex.