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What else can you see? Other than displeasure And the feeling of vexation. A moment alone In isolation, And yet, what happened to your creation? What happens when it gets to you? The fever, the rage, When you realise that nothing suits you, but a cage? There is nothing created for you You must embrace the solitude, But what else could you do? When you're feeling like being shackled Without escape Doomed.
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 4:38 AM UTC
Doomed.
What else can you see? Other than displeasure And the feeling of vexation. A moment alone In isolation, And yet, what happened to your creation? What happens when it gets to you? The fever, the rage, When you realise that nothing suits you, but a cage? There is nothing created for you You must embrace the solitude, But what else could you do? When you're feeling like being shackled Without escape Doomed.
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Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 4:38 AM UTC
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