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Deluded

A delusion is a false fixed belief that is not amenable to change in light of conflicting evidence. As a pathology, it is distinct from a belief based on false or incomplete information, confabulation, dogma, illusion, hallucination, or some other misleading effects of perception, as individuals with those beliefs are able to change or readjust their beliefs upon reviewing the evidence. However: "The distinction between a delusion and a strongly held idea is sometimes difficult to make and depends in part on the degree of conviction with which the belief is held despite clear or reasonable contradictory evidence regarding its veracity."Delusions have been found to occur in the context of many pathological states (both general physical and mental) and are of p… more »

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Elephants in the room
Like sore thumbs
I'm an elegant man of doom
And then some
I'm a bastard with my words
And two thirds
Of everything you heard
Was written from a hearse
Delicate words exist
But not for me
I'm a product self-made, prodigy
And I spit out a verse, unrehearsed Six feet deep
Underground of a church

I thought you would agree
You were just like me
I see, I'm wrong
And you're not that special
The time is going fast
Nothing's built to last
It's true, you know
You really aren't that special
Reaching for an end
Searching for your friends
They're gone for good
Now, isn't that special?

Wait for it, wait for it
wait for it, wait for it
Forever for you, I do, I do
Wait for it, wait for it,
wait for it, wait for it
Forever for you, I do, I do
Close your eyes
Play pretend
You'll never see my face again
These thoughts you wish
I'd wish away
My dreams consist
Of my decay
Counter-drowning
Bathed in flame
Marry me, please take my name
I promise I will stay the same
Just say that she'll remove my pain

Caskets made of gloom
Like my love
I'm a gnat on a leech in bloom From my blood
I'm a bastard, with my words
And three-thirds
Of everything you heard
Was murdered in a verse

I thought you would agree,
You were just like me
I see, I'm wrong
And you're not that special
The time is going fast
Nothing's built to last
It's true, you know
You really aren't that special Reaching for an end
Searching for your friends
They're gone for good
Now, isn't that special?

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