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Pure exhaustion Coupled with mental anguish Living in a haze day to day Comprehension of routine Has walked right out the door Sparks of consciousness Becoming far and few lately Morning, night, day bleed into one A pulsating maggot of time & space Sense of self becomes abstract An arbitrary composition of pieces Rotting flesh randomly arranged To create a mindless marionette Performing through a dull screenplay On this decaying stage of life Waiting for a curtain call A grandiose standing ovation From fellow lobotomized puppets Who will weep at this tragedy And laugh at the irony Simply because it's all part of the act The paradox of universe Acted out daily on a grand scale Billions of actors with no director Each individual at center stage Giving the performance of a lifetime A sad endeavor of recognition Dramatics as schematic Systematic Death.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC
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Pure exhaustion Coupled with mental anguish Living in a haze day to day Comprehension of routine Has walked right out the door Sparks of consciousness Becoming far and few lately Morning, night, day bleed into one A pulsating maggot of time & space Sense of self becomes abstract An arbitrary composition of pieces Rotting flesh randomly arranged To create a mindless marionette Performing through a dull screenplay On this decaying stage of life Waiting for a curtain call A grandiose standing ovation From fellow lobotomized puppets Who will weep at this tragedy And laugh at the irony Simply because it's all part of the act The paradox of universe Acted out daily on a grand scale Billions of actors with no director Each individual at center stage Giving the performance of a lifetime A sad endeavor of recognition Dramatics as schematic Systematic Death.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC
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