My time is lost
Passed out into
Nothingness and
Trivial procedures
That other finds
So very important
Feeling detached,
Feeling lost
Feeling frustrated
And castrated
Past the Future
Separation of Things and People
All those many lies
All bad things
And loss of life
Then being thrown away
Like a piece of worn out clothes
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Run Rerun Return Repeat
The mind runs around
In circles
While the body still sleeps
Visiting the same places
Again and agin in the
Dream
Life was hard on me
Creating wounds
That will not heal
In a lifetime
Still every day
We, me and my body
Get up, go to work
Fight the fights of the day
And return home
In order to rerun
The show in perpetual pattern
That is what life is a show
But no one is watching
No one really cares
We are just machinery
And decoration sometimes
Only at night do we
Leave on vacation
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The Mad Dog
The mind travels
Fast at night
Running around
Like a mad dog
Still It is silent
The wind, the machinery
And me
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Lonely Alone
Living in the grey zone
Alone with people around me
Why are there no one
Like me
Why am I so alone
No one or someone
Just the empty silent eco
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