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and the world still turns

The heart and the brain are at war The beat goes to the synapses and makes them snap The rubber band on the makeshift guitar Plays a melody only the fingers understand. The lips blow bubbles into the sky Hoping they turn into balloons that cannot pop. The candy store closes 3 hours too early Because customers don’t want rotten teeth But rotten hearts come from lack of childhood dreams The apple core is thrown an inch from the wastebasket The flies won’t devour it, Because why consume what has already been consumed? The consumers shop at flashy malls hoping to validate their originalities With cookie cutter brand names. The housewife in the kitchen bakes cookies without chips Because chocolate can only appear when happiness is readily available Her brain and heart at war, not over emotion, but rather out of obligation
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