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Waste of Time

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I sit here turning
My eye balls to
Liquid in my skull
With these white lights and misspelled words.

We only ever talk about living.

The world is passing us by
And I'm stuck in cement.
Wasting time,
Wasting away.
Sick with these constant comparisons.

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