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It's the-

Nervous twitches

Never been too superstitious

But the brain is powerful, could I conjure up some apparitions?

The ugly truth is, to think you know is foolish

And the ignorance is blissful anyways, it's so confusing

How strong can I be?

If I let the voices in my head control me?

I'm an imitator

Hades hailer

Oil pen and vapor

Smoking gun, just for fun, I need an inhaler

So save all your prayers, I need some more action

Without some hard work there is no satisfaction

You see, The older me should be so disappointed

Held my ear to seashells but I never heard descriptive noises

Crooked smile

Crooked spine

Crooked human

W/ a Crooked knife

How many Crooked frames to get it right?

And now, AI controls my choices

But I let the Trojan horse inside my veins so I barley notice

Thanks but no thanks

What's life with no angst

What's life with no pain

I shoot for the stars - but only blanks

Take your sweet time, rotten apple of my eye

Balanced on my head, time to let the arrow fly

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C.I. & what of it?

Catch me flipping burgers at your local Chum Bucket

Low life with high goals

It speeds up as time goes

I am nothing - I know

Sun does a lap and I still don't grow