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"Evolution"
Locust swarms of thought Arrest my heart in its play Am I forbidden to feel Because of fate's ways? After pouring myself into a bottle And drowning in my substitutes My lover slaps me in the face Because I am a prostitute Hating all my neurons Wish to sever all connections And see all the sparks As I fragment into questions Universe has no place for thought In the beginning was the pain I long to evolve and transcend So it doesn't end the same way Swallowing the magic stick I'm purging my systems clean This mannequin must be ready For the world cruel and mean Don't deny me what is mine I am prone to violence And I am happy there Let's not talk in silence
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