Limitless
Stings
Frowns
Dark at heart
Saddened us
Weakened eyes
Shadowed sight
Mirrors lie
Insides out
Outsides still
Pupils dilate
See no further [restrict]than electronics
Blinded love
Loving things
Inhuman beings
Silly schemes
Running slow
Walking fast
Motionless
Moving in circles
Lost…
STOP.
Silly
Things breeding
Opulent
Poverty.
MOVE.
Standing
Stagnant
Now crashing.
Dead.
Words resurrected.
Break
Rebel
Freedom consumed
Still.
Live.[/restrict]
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