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time-honored afflictions with duty their despoil and despotic authority
short attention spanning the day tolerant horrors of terrible hypocrisy
decades alive and fading in dark tricked by the oldest ones in a look
brilliance and glamor leave debris tracking dirt and dust wherever one
the person bitter with needs diseased goes to find solace wondering aloud
to achieve or realize a truth distant the gimmicks of assistance and aid
a fortunate excuse leading down shady avenues of winsome thought
to those paths of excess as dim reminder of the decadent and ironic
access to the new world of daily mentioned vague traumatic drama
artistic revelry making whole detail clarified by asserting social tension
the universe in all its flaws damage those believed impervious to harm
even amid the pauses and decay flickering hollow illusions displayed
fills that allude to this living decision mocking the mechanism organized
thing like machine choosing division from the alternate list of optional lies
to be a human being Here distorted by becoming the traditional disguise
chambers of a withering heart dying to express something of living a life
aborting the sounds of choking debt enveloping attempts to escape this
so easily built up to the extent distinct tension that creeps in and suffocates
effect of owing more owning more dread than ever needed in that first place
ignorant hole from which urge delivers indiscriminate signals and symbols
a fatigued and used body empty dense compressed into a shrunken waste
shallow compliment as ground deepens to accept the new composure inside
sinking weight of everything disintegrating honing that homing sign of the times
intertwining with matters subtly dynamic tragic oblivious scavenging our lives
to build a new world free from distraction scraping the inside of aborted minds
taking our progressive emotions dream to the heights of an exalted stage…