Spike, my vein. Deliver me from tedium.
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Ease, this pain. Stop my mediocrity.
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Dust, my brain. Speed the seconds faster onward.
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Bend the sane. Into something more than commonplace.
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I, fiend on. Into the endless dawn of each new day.
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Friends have gone. So I find good comfort in this haze.
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Life, is slow, slower still to one - such as me.
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Dull and low. Typical, extreme only in - plain.
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I am a remnant of man. I am a torn, broken plan.
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I am lethargic, I am weak. I am inheritlessly meek.
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I am the licking of the gods.
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Upon your wounds while you still plod.
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I am the packing foam of love.
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I am the push that comes to shove.
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I am the cracking skin upon.
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The face of everything you long.
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I am the scab, I am the germ.
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I am what you refuse to learn.
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I am a piece of withered mind.
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Too late too tired to walk the line.
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I am a relic of this race.
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These humans soon to be replaced.
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There has to be, some something more.
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There must have been a simpler course.
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Something I simply could have forced.
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An easy path straight to the source.
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I'm sinking into bloodshot time.
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I'm blinded by nothing sublime.
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I'm gasping buried in my dust.
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Tell me in which god do I trust?
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I am the bloody nose of time.
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I am the never moving line.
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I am the breaking bones of life.
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I am the cheating in your wife.
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I turn the key, I break the lock,
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I suck the skin, I live the flock.
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I am the never ending chain.
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I am the filth pulled from the drain.
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I am the cracking skin upon.
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The face of everything you long.
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I am the scab, I am the germ.
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I am what you refuse to learn.
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Fiend
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Luxt |