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Hermetic Breakdown (collaboration with AfterSexDilemma)

Here I sit alone and broken
My owner is annoyed
Windows won't even open
I lay dormant here, stranded in a church parking lot
Jesus won't help me
The ignition clicks, the engine is shot
Maybe it's time to meet that junk pile in the sky
If I had wings, I'd surely learn how to fly

Inside I die.
A slow demise.
A stuttered stop.
My purpose was forgot.
My owners empathy is unwise.
My detriment is no surprise.
The church is an empty lot.
There's no god that I've got.
Just brutal sun skies.
Scrutinizing eyes.
Avoiding the junkyard,
Where scrap metal cries.

Written by Vision_of_insanity

Published 29th Sep 2024

#cars #disappointment #loneliness #philosophical #religion

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Re. Hermetic Breakdown (collaboration with AfterSexDilemma)

sublime_rhymes

29th Sep 2024 8:43pm

Feel your heart beat, and see its heat leaks the seek, drop societys race in a haze laid maze, straight to selfdiss slave kiss hypnosis

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Vision_of_insanity

29th Sep 2024 8:47pm

Absolutely. Thank you for the read & comment

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Re. Hermetic Breakdown (collaboration with AfterSexDilemma)

fianaturie8 (Fia Naturie)

29th Sep 2024 8:48pm

I love this collaboration. The way you both wrote this is seamless. Isn't funny when you get a brand-new car you take care of it like a brand-new baby. (If there was a such thing as a car talcum powder people would buy it. lol) Then when it has some miles on it, and it breaks down one to many times its time to scrap it? That's life isn't it. Want the new.

This is a solid write. Fia xoxo

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