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innovation.
my engineered, mechanic mind
shifting and grinding it%u2019s gears
not living, only thinking
thoughts screaming in my ears.
too late, no time for all my excuses
everyone%u2019s leaving without me.
forward they go, but i%u2019m stuck in the past
cuz i%u2019m still not sure how it should be.
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Comments
UltimateSShadow Says:
aganst goo grammar indeed. i would have to say so far this is my favorite poem =3