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Manias revenge

It wont shut off

Keys broke

stuck on 11

Brite light green , eyes wide shut.

I can feel my hair growing backwards

Why does that black square thing look so inviting dead center deep

Deck of cards built in stone

In gravitys garden i saw a bluebird

Ocean waves only scare the chance it never took

Patterns are the illusions way of calming the contented who wear glass blinders

Complicating the simplistic is the death magnet addicts bordem

Slippery slopes used to be fun - playing outside is the relic

Praise more. Push less-
faults demean perfection of the man made pretense, gravity wins again.

The end of the means is really the beginning of freedom

Baggage with no handles rots away the stale leather unused for decades - were did we go, i forgot.

Irony is  bullshit-
Fate is bullshit-
Destany is the cowards call
Figure it out,  idiot-  its in there, behind the screen.

Your on stage screaming- nobodys listening

Rest is really the test-... not the peace you seek.
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