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Circular Haze

It takes forever to live,
and I can’t concentrate,

For the space that I travel in
makes me feel disgusting.

The way that I drift
on this deflated plate of fate,

Might be worth tasting
if my memories weren’t rusting.

You see,

I'm failing in love,
with nose diving values,

Designed to explode
on contact with lies.

They couldn’t believe it was me in the jury room
They decided to hang me from the stars in my eyes.

There is a catalog of assorted train wrecks to choose from
in the in-between—

on the outer-scope.

I used to hope,

Now I just die when I’m supposed to cope.

You have your Jesus,
I have my alibi.

As order brings order.

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