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Remove me from existence, please. I no longer wish to be. There is a pleading melody. That I would like to flee. And as the buzz of people, Draw so near and far. I putter down the county road, In my little car. I gaze upon the cattle, The sparkling city lights. I ponder upon sleeping pills, I begin to see blank white. Perhaps I may have overdosed, A mistake I should not make. I cannot hear his mutterings, And I do not partake. Like stepping on intangibles, Or eating blanketed air, I cannot hear the inaudible, love what is not there. And as I creep into a room, Filled with dust and fear, A bit of nostalgia, Falls into my ear. It dances to my brain, you see. And then into my heart. It is a terrible sin, missing such a part. Like a robot armless, Or a flightless dove, I want simplicity and untruth, Human and God above.
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Apr 17, 2011
Apr 17, 2011 at 4:23 PM UTC
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Remove me from existence, please. I no longer wish to be. There is a pleading melody. That I would like to flee. And as the buzz of people, Draw so near and far. I putter down the county road, In my little car. I gaze upon the cattle, The sparkling city lights. I ponder upon sleeping pills, I begin to see blank white. Perhaps I may have overdosed, A mistake I should not make. I cannot hear his mutterings, And I do not partake. Like stepping on intangibles, Or eating blanketed air, I cannot hear the inaudible, love what is not there. And as I creep into a room, Filled with dust and fear, A bit of nostalgia, Falls into my ear. It dances to my brain, you see. And then into my heart. It is a terrible sin, missing such a part. Like a robot armless, Or a flightless dove, I want simplicity and untruth, Human and God above.
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sam-chin
American
Apr 17, 2011
Apr 17, 2011 at 4:23 PM UTC
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