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Have I not received my fill of this? Emotions, which I wish to bid farewell Turning me into quite the mirror Retrospective and always looking back Is there something I can do to break out? Randomly landing on different memories Places and people Faces I no longer see Emotion at the momentum of sound Stars keep going out A violin warbles as the memory echoes out Like a mountain path winding away All that is the matter But a chemical in my head
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 5:52 PM UTC
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Have I not received my fill of this? Emotions, which I wish to bid farewell Turning me into quite the mirror Retrospective and always looking back Is there something I can do to break out? Randomly landing on different memories Places and people Faces I no longer see Emotion at the momentum of sound Stars keep going out A violin warbles as the memory echoes out Like a mountain path winding away All that is the matter But a chemical in my head
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ConscienceFalls
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Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 5:52 PM UTC
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