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A still image of a single memory Unchanging, insultingly unwilling to age throughout the passage of time And image that can be preserved long after one's  demise And though occasionally  they can be edited and disguised It's always fun to revisit  those lost times through your eyes Clouded eyes of reason Trailing and tracing through fogs of treason Deranged thoughts spill in my head Minds race and my sanity held by a thread Smile and frown Up and down Hallucinations through creation And creation through destruction I'm a puppet on my society's string I fear I'm no longer a human being
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
Photograph (Collab with my sister)
A still image of a single memory Unchanging, insultingly unwilling to age throughout the passage of time And image that can be preserved long after one's  demise And though occasionally  they can be edited and disguised It's always fun to revisit  those lost times through your eyes Clouded eyes of reason Trailing and tracing through fogs of treason Deranged thoughts spill in my head Minds race and my sanity held by a thread Smile and frown Up and down Hallucinations through creation And creation through destruction I'm a puppet on my society's string I fear I'm no longer a human being
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
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