The border of the line or the murder of a life the symmetric of the same gimmick

I am so fed up that I can’t stand up to face the stupid who should just shuts up

The sounds, the vision, the colour all part of an admission to a delusion for a very realistic hallucination

 I am looking for identification for my identity which has been recommended by the border for the Asylum and immigration

Don’t mention the inhuman right for the suppression, oppression for the discretion made on allegation of a legacy which is only sympathy

 It is a dilemma created to increase the complexity of the function affine and convert it to a linear

 The time is gone I have to remember the god for the absolute value of my common mistakes, I promise to do what it takes