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What happens when an insomniac eats a heavy dose? His madness negates all logic It suggests speed demon urgency with hints of hysterics He then writes words only he finds reasonable Chemical hydraulics move sound I know it echoes hollow here But inside machinery fuels motion Rusted but fluid in it's rhythm Chaos shows signs of struggle but never really fades So for myself I say overwhelm and disconnect Conditioning in it's most hysterical smile for the fall out Frowns cause cancer I've seen the animosity of my biology it came into view with no invitation Maybe if I explain myself to myself I'll better understand my condition Are you listening? Yes Please understand It was never my intention to show you these mishaps Or guide you through a gray world when I know colors are hard to come by The bearded man stole all my happy tree's and now paints with the gods What can you do? Immortality seems selfish to me They tore down the animal shelter for a zoo I never did believe in God and hope if it's not reality It judges me on action not faith Because faith is fleeting in this obscure philosophy Only action resonates progress Good or bad We nod at the pieces while shrugging off the fluff saying "of course of course" Finally confrontation came But my skies broke even shielded by my grounded logic END END? END
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
Rapid fire soup complex
What happens when an insomniac eats a heavy dose? His madness negates all logic It suggests speed demon urgency with hints of hysterics He then writes words only he finds reasonable Chemical hydraulics move sound I know it echoes hollow here But inside machinery fuels motion Rusted but fluid in it's rhythm Chaos shows signs of struggle but never really fades So for myself I say overwhelm and disconnect Conditioning in it's most hysterical smile for the fall out Frowns cause cancer I've seen the animosity of my biology it came into view with no invitation Maybe if I explain myself to myself I'll better understand my condition Are you listening? Yes Please understand It was never my intention to show you these mishaps Or guide you through a gray world when I know colors are hard to come by The bearded man stole all my happy tree's and now paints with the gods What can you do? Immortality seems selfish to me They tore down the animal shelter for a zoo I never did believe in God and hope if it's not reality It judges me on action not faith Because faith is fleeting in this obscure philosophy Only action resonates progress Good or bad We nod at the pieces while shrugging off the fluff saying "of course of course" Finally confrontation came But my skies broke even shielded by my grounded logic END END? END
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
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