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Stuff.
Weird little poem thing
Stumbling throughout life,
Reaching out for things, for people who aren't really there
Dreaming on the inside,
And trying not to wake on the outside
Trying to sew together the fragments,
The bits of reality that so easily slip,
Away.
Holding together a nightmarish prison,
Bound by eternity in the black depths of our minds,
We are the poison,
The cancer,
Cutting through the cells of titans,
Parasitic in our ways,
Breathing in, to destroy,
To control,
Disown, disembowel,
Our societies built on moral rape and negligence
Corrupt, corrupt
Seizing Atlas is no asset,
As the world comes crashing down,
Parasitic, love child
Born of your mother's love of filth,
And your inbred father's intellect.
You are our future,
And we are all,
********.





 
 
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