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I'm busy busy busy
I'm late I'm late I'm late
I've got to meet a rabbit
I've got to meet my fate

For if you trip and stumble
And take a long long fall
You might take some comfort
In the writing on the wall

It says the cakes a lie!
The roses never were red!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
The last words that they said

There's no time for fantasy
The world's out of hand
Visit Alice another time
Curse that wonderland

We're living in the matrix
Dot dash, dot dot dot dash
We just have to accept it
As we wait for it to crash

One foot in and one foot out
Abstractify, you lazy lout
Yes, I'm sure reality's an illusion
But I can't afford to live in confusion
Just peeping through the keyholes of the doors of perception.

Also, if anyone is curious, dot dash, dot dot dot dash is "AV" in morse code, which felt particularly appropriate.

~5/6/2021
It's raining of sins on earth
where men and women are soaking.
Ah, society is misguided today!

The devils are laughing
in the downfall of human being
but people are swimming in nasty things!

They don't judge right or wrong
and don't take any proper action.
They lead their lives in disguise
in this momentary world.
Who is for this eagerness?

Day after day, everyone is melting
in this fake beauty;
I don't know, which nation this is!
BE
don´t make her love you
if you are going to come and go,´

don´t tell her you´ll protect her
just to end up letting her burn,

don´t make her trust you
if you arent planning on answering her calls,

don´t pretend you understand her
just to get under her skin,

don´t make her show you her demons
if you aren´t brave enough to fight them,

don´t make her fell she is essential
if you are going to walk away,

don´t call to say goodnight everyday
if you want her to sleep when you forget,

don´t make her give you everything just to leave her empty-handed,

don´t make her believe you care
if you plan on dissapointing her,

Don´t make her yours
if you aren´t going to be hers´

Dont make her your bestfriend
if you don´t plan loving her ´till the end
Poem dedicated to the friends I lost along the way and to my fear of abbandonment.
 Apr 2021 Kyrie Hajashi
Amanda
Cactus blooming red,
matches the blood in my veins,
hauntingly precious.
 Apr 2021 Kyrie Hajashi
Amanda
Point the barrel at me.
Let me see my future
unfold right before my eyes
as you pull the trigger.
You killed me.
 Apr 2021 Kyrie Hajashi
Amanda
Pop the cork, pour one
down the drain to symbolize
a new beginning.
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