01:00 (binary intervention)
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take the time to
explore the bliss
in your backyard
before
submitting to the realms of the binary
of the trite.
there is no bliss in the binary
but only your brain being drained away.
again
tap by tap
to the
tumblers
who
pace their time
by flushing it away.
this is our life
this is hyper reality
where there is no more zeal
for creativity.
a mere
existence
accelerated by a spark
but defined in a PoMo realm
we flush it all into the dark….
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under the glass door
i observe the world change below
in all directions
i do not know if this is worth living
for my notoriety of society has arrived.
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The Entrepreneur began using our souls as manure
because we forgot to care
and without observing he is melting generations away
sprouting his profit for his own satisfaction.
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400 people
400 people
stand on the shore
awaiting the next stage but they cannot
because their zenith days have faded away.
intervention
intervention
intervention
standing on the shore awaiting the next stage
standing on the shore praying for better days
standing on the shore for the pain to go away
intervention
will not succeed
in creating an artificial
alliance between our memories
we have inadvertently eradicated our memories
with this separation.
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no one wins
our our hearts die
slowly.
unscathed .
undefined.
00:00 - Silence
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caught in an infinite slew of misconceptions
i fought valiantly to keep my sanity right to my means
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i am neither here
i am neither there
i am neither nowhere
for now light cannot exist in this void
which i have created from time
time has taken me beyond return
where return is no longer a desire
desire beyond desire
and now declared allochthonous
i was simply lost as where i was found
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tapping on a loop beyond
anyone’s comprehension
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you left me to die
thinking it would save us both
but you left yourself to die
realizing it would kill us both
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have you gone forever?
have you kept to your ways?
why couldn’t have this been so simple
but you decided to wilt through the days.
stuck on a transfixed circadian interval
i do not understand why you let your rhythms
only harm you
because they will forever harm you
unless if you wished to change…
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months of silence
only led to a phone call
in the middle of the night
only to pull the trigger
only to forever to say goodbye…
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what did i do wrong
what did i do wrong
what did i do wrong
the very one thing i ever wanted
has left me
and now is forever gone…
what did i do wrong
what did i do wrong
what did i do wrong
the very one thing i ever wanted
has left me
and now is forever gone…
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that is all i can now bare
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no longer does one like me care
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where does the future go now
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how long until i can escape
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it keeps repeating
it keeps repeating
words reverberating
darkness piercing
all through
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we’ve given up on many hopes
as the train has gone rogue
i wait and ponder my cold bones
wishing they would be crushed
so no longer i would have to try again and again
and simply allow the wind to consume me
and take me away
the big //// you
the big //// you
i get it
i receive it
i am it
for i am not perfect
but when i try to be
all falls apart
the big //// you
subconsciously i try to fix things
but they end up only being destroyed
and i am just another insouciance in your mind
but i do concern from time to time
when reality hits
and i get
the big //// you
so i try harder
only to fail again
only to fall again
but it’s not easy being lighthearted
only carrying so many weights
the big //// you
thanks for being honest
