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#lag
keeping something away from myself is harder than ever keeping it away from all others, a feeling of what's been felt like a monster of mechanistic mechanical deities in the mask of an elk as you melt into crusts below the surface of the Earth, I tried to give birth to something more than I, as an individual, will ever be worth could ever be a part of as any true influence which captures an axial tilt, yet here I am continuing the trial like a trapped spirit embodied as a curse, a progressive insofar as I'm miles ahead in a hearse that's headed off the edge of all turf, and the next true hope I'll ever really have is: "Cosmic burial is my first option, should that ever work."
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Sep 13, 2023
Sep 13, 2023 at 1:49 AM UTC
Cosmic Burial, by standard
I withhold this trophy tonight for the worry you lag on and on a sack you drag as it parties owning your back, breaking the light I withhold my hand and stop the words for your voice seeps the air I  breath a strangle of the life that smiles tugging me in the abyss of your devoid I withhold my trust as I can't censor the irk that traps and can't be tamed a mafia that drives you crazy 24 hours drugging me in a cage of no care I withhold my question about our intentions the drive that makes me explode as I can't blame or save your paranoia telling a fiction in the reality of stolen memories
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May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
The Worry You Lag
You're a sad kid to have all the answers but put them to waste. You know what to do but fear to do them. You'd much rather not have the answers and take life as a surprise but unfortunately life wont intend it. So you fake the smile that hides the fear to answer the question, "Are we gona do this or what?" Until that question pends for so long and all chances to move forward are lost.
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 8:53 AM UTC
Pending ...
Your brain should not stop working While your internet is loading
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
Lag
where the halls are decked and the tea party is ready but all doors out are full of static and the food numbs lips words die one someone else's tongue they've clipped through the floor and no one notices the lag
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
enter here
Getting a bit slow, slow. Just one more second, second. Eventually time will speed up, speed up.
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Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 12:09 PM UTC
Jet Lag