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Inhuman Indicative
We sit here limited
in a world obscene
I feel ridiculous
because the show isn't real
inhuman indicative
how can you know
and not feel
I am a life plaintiff
what are you going
to be .
The sky it whirlpools
into a deadly touchdown
throwing those red roses
from me to you all around
scattering emotions
but you make no sound
how many reptilians
are there now making ground.
So how'd it taste
my energy
was it plain
or profound
there must be good in me
because you keep coming around
I'm lost in insanity
on a planet tied down
and what was the best of me
made me into a clown .
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