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pick your poison, is how the adage goes no one toxin is identical they all accomplish the same deed ground by each decision you wither away to no more than a fine dust worn from the stress of painful repercussions those of work and relaxation those of love and isolation those of life and death i gaze into the wandering eyes of others, and wonder how hollow are they do they have substance or are they solely a shell held together by the laws of conformity never daring to commit that felony i guess that makes me criminal as I choose to crumble visibly, at least without a guise i can be reborn into myself
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
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pick your poison, is how the adage goes no one toxin is identical they all accomplish the same deed ground by each decision you wither away to no more than a fine dust worn from the stress of painful repercussions those of work and relaxation those of love and isolation those of life and death i gaze into the wandering eyes of others, and wonder how hollow are they do they have substance or are they solely a shell held together by the laws of conformity never daring to commit that felony i guess that makes me criminal as I choose to crumble visibly, at least without a guise i can be reborn into myself
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17/M/Challenger Deep
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
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