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you cannot be sure you'll die. you don't know where you are now, where will you be and where were you, maybe it's your own delusion. you can be certain of uncertainty. uncertainty is your only truth.
new clock is going backwards, further your knowledge overtakes it, self-employment as a sin they've told you what others say is a lie but then they made it obvious, evidence you must believe in here you are, have some impotence drugs they'll give it to you, to feel pleasurably supple but then they'll castrate you, blind you, stun you for being too excitable new lungs collapse witch each breath, further your imagination defeats it, disavowal as a lie they've told you mother's truth is undisputed but then they made it absurd, evidence you must deny here you are, have some impotence drugs they'll give it to you, to feel pleasurably supple but then they'll castrate you, blind you, stun you for being too excitable they control the past, control the future present, that's their work in progress don't trust your own physiology once you s**t a bit, they'll want even fewer but more, lastly less © 2013 Mem |
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Added on June 15, 2013 Last Updated on June 27, 2013 AuthorMemLubin, PolandAboutMem / seventeen / INFP / socialist / a loner A literature lover: Camus, Orwell, Huxley, Kafka, Wilde, Burroughs, Dostoevsky, Bukowski. Music inspiring me: http://www.lastfm.pl/user/buuugman more..Writing
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