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In the half-life half-death of cold capsule prison cells The shaken but unstirred synapses of my sedated frantic grey matter are left cruelly seduced into dreamstate contemplation Forced induction into comatose hypersleep all systems shocked and slowed Reduced to internal monologue debating tranquility and frustration captured amidst nurturing seas and predator skies Life support machinations online so that I must deal with life offline My interlude thoughts in full control as they run amok through the living dead dreams forever frozen and framed in iced over glass floating through the black nothing of all encompassing space alone
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
Hypersleep Purgatory
In the half-life half-death of cold capsule prison cells The shaken but unstirred synapses of my sedated frantic grey matter are left cruelly seduced into dreamstate contemplation Forced induction into comatose hypersleep all systems shocked and slowed Reduced to internal monologue debating tranquility and frustration captured amidst nurturing seas and predator skies Life support machinations online so that I must deal with life offline My interlude thoughts in full control as they run amok through the living dead dreams forever frozen and framed in iced over glass floating through the black nothing of all encompassing space alone
Amy-Grindhouse
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
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