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Sep 2013
there's nothing
that i cannot feel-
mostly it's this hollowness
a computer program circuit.
the world makes us all the same,
into malfunctioning robots.
the cogs in my heart
cease to turn
and it's ragged
jagged
numbness
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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