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A blank finality now invades a friends eyes
you cannot argue with that can you

A choice so psychotic and so manipulative
it’s emotional blackmail so impinged 
the attention feed so subtly to its duty
and all eyes are turned
all thoughts in a detour are returned

What about me
me, me, me, me
is the logical end to the attention feed

By now the final card is laid
the gamble of sickness has been played
and over the edge one final shove
or a trip on the shoe strings left intentionally undone
and to the free fall, must it fall
and everyone must pay attention

It is impossible to win this game
the outcome in tears is always the same

Frenetic, frantic dashed to the wall
the mortar and bricks of who is to blame for it all
all the stress of helping
all the stress of caring
and take no pleasure from it at all
but die from worry
not concerned about me
me, me, me, me, me
is the logical end to the attention feed

Something else to cease upon
something desperation can depend upon
another faculty
another drama
another way to feed of off the attention

It is not space but escape
the bilious hooks so dependently crave
and without their target 
only themselves to save
only themselves left to seethe
and only themselves left to roll in the broil 
of the attention feed

A blank finality now invades a friends eyes
you cannot argue with this can you

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