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The oppression of life can be sweltering For as it is with responsibility Not all directions are chosen via choice Nay, sometimes we can feel as slaves Bound to a way of opposition Against the natural progression That would otherwise define happiness Nature, therefore becomes operative In the language of experience As from childhood to adolescence We are free to live and choose and fail All-the-while learning from each What it means to be a unique Individual from the herd that Silently stalks its prey Patiently waiting to strike With its conformist claws Coated with such vile poison That the freedom we once had Becomes a shuddering hallucination Quickly fading into the obscure And routine dance of the day to day Operations that progresses the opposite Impression of oppression The heat is unbearable Just ask the sweat dripping Drip... Drip... From your forehead
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
Oppression of Life
The oppression of life can be sweltering For as it is with responsibility Not all directions are chosen via choice Nay, sometimes we can feel as slaves Bound to a way of opposition Against the natural progression That would otherwise define happiness Nature, therefore becomes operative In the language of experience As from childhood to adolescence We are free to live and choose and fail All-the-while learning from each What it means to be a unique Individual from the herd that Silently stalks its prey Patiently waiting to strike With its conformist claws Coated with such vile poison That the freedom we once had Becomes a shuddering hallucination Quickly fading into the obscure And routine dance of the day to day Operations that progresses the opposite Impression of oppression The heat is unbearable Just ask the sweat dripping Drip... Drip... From your forehead
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
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