A pen knife in my chest,
I feel no blood.
My mind reloads,
I'm not dead.
I go too fast for even me,
I'm using a hundred percent.
Everywhere I am,
Everywhere I've been.
All that I've seen is nothing,
Compared to what I can do.
My mind reloads,
I've got more to spare.
Till tomorrow at least,
I'll live again and anew.
Each day is life,
And I begin to breathe.
Flex my muscle,
Flex the hustle.
Attack my vein,
Kill the brain.
My doorway into pleasure,
Damn it now.
For good measure,
Scream if you make a sound.
Dream for a reality,
In sleep I stayed.
I saw the future,
Only the one I made.
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