filled with need and greed
seeking comfort and validation
perhaps a fuck or two
a test tube of chemicals
slave to unknown masters
wrapped in chains of
rules and regulations
a decisive division
between thought and action
does one lead to the other
or vice versa
in the end it's all the same
those that slip up, are said as fools
we are all spinning in the same web
tied by threads of different colors
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Are my thoughts really my own or a culmination of everything that has been?
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