Killed by a Pacifist

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When we find ourselves in the times of our lives
We end up high thinking we're deprived of a crime
We cry throughout the night but not through our eyes
We ask our neurons to verify if we're alright
 
Hoping that they comply to simplify what's going on in our minds
To my surprise I jeopardized when I vaporized what’s going on in my mind
I'm mesmerized by what I materialized every night of my life
Override the force that's been identified to disguising the light
 
Disguising my might
Disguising what might kill me every time I decline
 
Implying I’m confined
Implying you come find
Me
 
The Ambulance is here
They unanimously fear
Irrationally compassionately that
I scandalously steer
 
Myself into hole
Wrap myself into ball
This has gone on for
Way too, way too long
 
The pain is way too, way too strong
I never would’ve thought
That anything I did 
Was wrong
 
But I take a wrong turn
While the red light is on
And just like that
My lights just turn off
 

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