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 Grandeur Of Melancholy


Static is better then the analogy
and plotting
you watch droning and speaking out
of the other end.

I just over again.
What is three to four.
A stage to count what
comes next at your door.

Just scream, speak your
inner peace, your words
be true. To anything. 
Aside from you.

Look deep, so sleek.
Deplete, we leek.
Only for thirst 
to the juxtapositioning 
much worse than I can be.

Just find out for yourself,
a prize around your neck.
Is not as important as you

Try me, humanity.
You don't make much sense.
So I try to impose, a mimicry.
It doesn't work so well,
it ain't no hell, just a point
of oh so illogical.

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