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To Oblivion
I’m a living, moving resourceLike an ever running racehorseI eat, I sleep, and I breatheIn the morningI brush my teeth and then I leaveRush out the doorPrepping for warThat an average day bringsSo I yawn my morning roar When I’m out of my abodeI communicate in codeNot too unlike morseBut once I get startedThe only
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Round the Clock
The content expresses feelings of hopelessness and entrapment in a repetitive, mundane life. It portrays a struggle between the desire for connection and the fear of solitude, emphasizing a lack of control and confusion. The narrator reflects on the cyclical nature of existence, longing for meaningful experiences amidst bleak routine.
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The Clock’s 4th Hand
Can you see the fourth hand on the clock? Perhaps if you just squint hard enough. Does it reveal itself to you? Silently ticking. Out of sight. Out of mind. Faster than you can ever imagine…
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holy-macaroni cheese for dinner
mental clarity… or is this insanity? when all i feel is to condemn humanity, perhaps i can just manifest calamity…
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Shrinking Reasonability
im dead, im dead. my head, it hurts. i feel so numb. i think so dumb. my brain, my brain… from thinking, it refrains. the pain, the pain. its all the same. always the same and im to blame…
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Metaphorical Canvas, Painted Red
my brain goes boom… boom, boom, boom. metaphorical gory grey matter, mixed with blood splatter, flies across the room…
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