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I can't handle the scrutiny when my mind mutinies and I begin indulging the delusion of a fun house constitution Confusion.... When nicotine from a thoughtful fiend is like performing a poor rendition of empathy ...its a fleeting remedy for this elusive void constantly seeping Voices crowd the ceiling and I have a feeling the expressions that accompany a dawn dazed confession will make this timeline lay low in hopes of a saner discovery Brains full of pinball malfunctions this junction has no written direction or meaningful connection gleaming We fall have crazed waiting for the day when reason ascends this fray and finds a world worth clarifying We echo nonsense its just the consequence of gathering just to displace silence in some chemical pledge so our thoughts can hedge their bets ...never get caught on the edge of haste and uncertainty You see... Societies favorite formality is the one that requires smiles for savagery ...but peering into the mirror it is clear sanity has yet to show a flaw worth savoring
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
I was never meant to play the optimist
I can't handle the scrutiny when my mind mutinies and I begin indulging the delusion of a fun house constitution Confusion.... When nicotine from a thoughtful fiend is like performing a poor rendition of empathy ...its a fleeting remedy for this elusive void constantly seeping Voices crowd the ceiling and I have a feeling the expressions that accompany a dawn dazed confession will make this timeline lay low in hopes of a saner discovery Brains full of pinball malfunctions this junction has no written direction or meaningful connection gleaming We fall have crazed waiting for the day when reason ascends this fray and finds a world worth clarifying We echo nonsense its just the consequence of gathering just to displace silence in some chemical pledge so our thoughts can hedge their bets ...never get caught on the edge of haste and uncertainty You see... Societies favorite formality is the one that requires smiles for savagery ...but peering into the mirror it is clear sanity has yet to show a flaw worth savoring
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
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