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I watch the parts Daily rearrange I spend years with a person And in hours, we estrange My motions follow habit Only to one day mindlessly change I pour knowledge into my brain Until I feel it derange My morality fights my desires And I can't prevent their interchange Everyday I'm consumed with the thought That life, indeed is strange.
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
Dead Weight Still Weighs on the Living
I watch the parts Daily rearrange I spend years with a person And in hours, we estrange My motions follow habit Only to one day mindlessly change I pour knowledge into my brain Until I feel it derange My morality fights my desires And I can't prevent their interchange Everyday I'm consumed with the thought That life, indeed is strange.
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
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