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Hello My Name Is Alexander Valerian Isakoff, And I Consider Myself To Be A Lyricist, Umm,
This Is My First YouTube Video, I Have Written A Poem Called "Optical Illusions [Death]",
So Stay Tuned And You Will Hear It. It Starts Off Like. The World As We See It, Both Real
And Fictional, There Are Things In This World That Are Just Absolutely Indescribable, That
Glint A Flickering Flame Of Extraordinary Curiosity, That May Lead Us Into Well Put
Situations, Or, Terrible Atrocities, Which Then May Cause Deaths, Arguments, And The
Needing Of Apologies. They Say Curiosity Killed The Cat, And That Is Most Likely True, Like
A Cat, I Do Not Have Nine Lives, But I Do Not Know About You. "I" Have Only One Life,
And I Shall Use It Right, Considering All I've Been Through I Shall Not Lye In That
Grave Without Putting Up A Fight. Anyone Who Feels The Need To Die, Just Listen To These
Words And Hopefully You Will Get By, "Whether You Are Young Or Old, It Means Nothing, Somewhere
Deep Down No Matter Who You Are, We Are Strong And Bold With Our Body Parts Gushing, Just
Because We Self Destruct And Feel We Have No One To Turn To, It Does Not Mean We Are
Different From Society Which Is Already Corrupt And Must Push Through." It May Sound A Little
Hypocritical Cutting To Stay Alive, Because From My Understanding We Do It For The Exact
Opposite Reason, Is That Not A Lie? Some People Do It Just To Catch Attention, Some People
Do It Because It Sends Them Off Into A Different Dimension, But Then Again All Of Those Could
Be Misconceptions. If Anyone Cares, I'll Tell You Why I Started, My Own Mother Said Something
So Very Cold Hearted, She Said These Exact Words " I Never Want To See You Again, As
Soon As You Walk Out Of That Door I Don't Want You To Ever Come Back, I Don't Care If
I Live In A One Bedroom Apartment By Myself, Or If I Live In The Basement Of A Crack house,
As Long As I Am Away From You." So With That Being Said I Ran Up Stairs, I Broke A CD,
Slashed My Arm Hoping There Would Be No Repairs, I Hoped I Would Die, Right There On My Bed,
Broken CD In My Hand, Blood Gushing From My Arm And My Neck. Then I Would Look Up From
Hell And See My Mom's Face, And Say, "You Drove Me To It, For The Longest Time As If
If Were A 15 Year Race." And That's My Poem, And, What Was Said In
That Is True, So, I Have This Copyrighted, If Anyone Tries To Steal My Poem, Or I Find
Out Someone Did, POLICE WILL BE ON THE PHONE! And You WILL Be In DEEP ***, Alright Thank
You For Listening