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The Modern Creation or My Last Goodbye.A Poem by eatmillsI could be lazy. I could be crazy. Fell on my face, fell through space. |
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I had a dreamA Poem by eatmillsMorning coffee Bacon sandwichesI had a dream You were back again |
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Those Silly GamesA Poem by eatmillsSexy Emo. Not for the unimaginative. |
A Hundred TimesA Poem by eatmillsA sad love poem |
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1.) My BirthA Chapter by eatmillsGrown up all my life, plugged into the world. I still witness the cruelty through the tube. Amplified the rhythm with discontentment and .. |
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2.) I ConsumeA Chapter by eatmillsBecoming a slave to our invention Broken down by convenience It's the only way I know How to breathe. If I stop I will become The maste.. |
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3.) The GiftA Chapter by eatmillsThe gift from God, as the devil would conceive it. We made it ours and took another mechanical hit. And I become synthetically omnipotent... |
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4.) AnalogicA Chapter by eatmillsAlgorithms and logic don't mix. Can't fix the system. Can't find the syntax error. The line has been severed. We've taught them to be.. |