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robotic trails

the same songs, the same breakfast and the same people

over and over and over and 

replace me with a bug, a computer

fill up my mug with something truer 

transform me from this hollowed shell 

who knows painful repetition all too well 

i used to be so smart 

now my bleak life craves the abstract art 

which once gave it colour 

and a nihilist, my hopeful cover 

i've dumbed myself down 

to forget the truths that i found

and one day, when i come out of this hole i've dug 

and begin to undo the pain and trudge

through this thick mud, 




just know that i'm sorry

and i'll try not to worry 

of what will become of us,

after all, when the fog clears 

it's only you that i trust.



◄ u & i

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