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The counting of triesDeniesYour influence voiceAmongst ferventNatural cries. The telling of truthsTriesTo correct your influenceAmongst your naturalLies.
The counting of triesDeniesYour influence voiceAmongst ferventNatural cries. The telling of truthsTriesTo correct your influenceAmongst your naturalLies.
Soul sideways slippingDown a deceptive silent laneMakes the meeting of my makerThe maker of my pain.
Intellectual lazinessborn quietly from withincreeps slowlyin your consciousnessstriving hardnot to win.
Darkness comes to us allIn timeRegardless of anyChoired rhyme A single dayA desperate findIn the end We hopeThat fateIs kind.
A failure completeIs a failure combinedBy acceding is existanceIt becomes a failure of mind.
Photons and phonon’sAre integral In themeTo the wave smashing code baseThe light of a first Machine.
I have only the neutral Of thought. No worriesNo angerNo painNo vengeanceI am the exact equalOf nothing.
A painful way to dieBeliesNeedful productionIn stellar skies. A purposeless tryDeniesNeedful reflectionIn painful eyes.
i hate to be the tellerof wicked bad newsbut your sure to discoveryour the target of my ruse.
synthetic reactionsto imaginary fateis a reflection of progressin modern times of pure hate.