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Hikikomori Innate feel of the inward pull Being confined, by choice Withdrawn from society I like to be alone They say it is too much Try to feel, try to touch I rather my desk, hunch subliminally In my room, fawning What do I play, but then Nothing better in my life Then killing time away Is this insanity? I rather think insanity for thoughts Of living life as a game Border from the untamed I shall Ruffled hair, bloodshot eyes Probably nose dripping of snots Pondering of an exciting life But dreams, shot down as they fly It griefs me locking away On paradise of the world I dare not leap, for I don't understand Towards the light From the doorways seep.
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Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
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Hikikomori Innate feel of the inward pull Being confined, by choice Withdrawn from society I like to be alone They say it is too much Try to feel, try to touch I rather my desk, hunch subliminally In my room, fawning What do I play, but then Nothing better in my life Then killing time away Is this insanity? I rather think insanity for thoughts Of living life as a game Border from the untamed I shall Ruffled hair, bloodshot eyes Probably nose dripping of snots Pondering of an exciting life But dreams, shot down as they fly It griefs me locking away On paradise of the world I dare not leap, for I don't understand Towards the light From the doorways seep.
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Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
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