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#detraction
They speak to the madman, Suppression, subversion, detraction, A vocabulary of ‘less than’. They speak to the madman, To the loveless and the wounded, The self-doubting ego. They speak to the madman, A consort of shadows, Recurrent with paradox. _Until...uncertain as to the integrity of my own thoughts, Understudied by self-censure and distrust, I pause to listen in silence to the silence which listens back._
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Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 3:39 AM UTC
A Man, A Pan, A Panama
The world isn't as you know it, Everything is a lie. Nothing has substantiality, And everything is subjective, And nothing is ever right. We distract ourselves with the little things, And don't see what's going on. We play our little games, And **** like it has meaning, We pretend that nothing is wrong. We don't see behind the scenes, In fact nobody really does. We fight these wars, We **** these people, And will ourselves to shed blood. And no, I don't have the answers, I don't think anyone does. But I do know that if We keep going like this, The world will end just cause.
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 5:10 AM UTC
Tilt Shift