molecular.

thinking about how

i'm thinking too much

the reverb knob

in my mind

is turned all the way up

and days don't pass

the same

finding answers

and getting results

may not help at all

sometimes

there is no closure

no one is innocent

there are no victims

just a large puzzle

this piece has sharp edges

if it doesn't fit

it will cut you

but we must try

anyway

it doesn't always work out

it cannot

but

it does not

matter

our rights and wrongs

are neither

our dos and don'ts

will always change

and we are

no better or worse off

we just are

what we are

speaking in rhetoric

and living through it

delusions and

illusions

playing parts

based on

memories

with no mirrors in sight

we are all the same

because

we are all

so different

we multiply

and divide

we give

and we take

we are born

guilty

all of us

so we run

until there is nothing left

we run

until we collapse

for the last time

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