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Kindness to Blindness
Born from the ribs of compassion and eternal love I slide right down, eyes closed and unready Excited and upset for the world I’ve been immersed into | Growing up is a skill A skill that requires butterflies to be able to do it I come into the world full of wonder, yet compassion Told…
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Men in Green
The days of the artist are numbered Art is slowly dying in its own war As artists live life free of the shackles of society, free as a bird They weren’t freed; they were given a choice | Every day, artists produce something to entertain the common folk Bringing excitement, horror, comedy, love, and pain…
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The Nihilism Paradox
Life is meaningless You wake up, go to school/work Then you go to sleep Lather, rinse, repeat Lather, rinse, repeat Lather, rinse, death Everything comes to an untimely end So why bother? Why bother trying so hard just to suffer? Why bother worrying about others, yourself, anything? We all end up dead anyway And nothing…
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Words Of a Feather 