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Like a robot
Being programmed
Without a goal
Except to live for the goal of others...

Like a puppet
Being manipulated
Without a soul
Playing an imaginary role...

You tell me to let go
And cut my hanging thread with a scissor

And say no
To who is in the mirror

Like a mummy
Being forgotten
Its skin half-rotten

But with its heart still in its body...
Its heart jumps...
Its heart thumps...

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If he was there
Holding the umbrella for you
Why do you prefer to wait in the rain

If he was there
Making coffee to warm your hands
Why do you prefer to stand in the cold

If he was there
Talking and caring for you
Why do you prefer to leave him in pain

If he was there
Crying for something no one knows
Why do you ignore him until his wrinkles fold

Maybe ignorance gives you relief

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Disclaimer: All contents below are personal, may have 'offensive' contents to certain individuals, and only serve the purpose of being my daily journal entry so I write everything thats in my mind down. Please do not read it if you think you may be offended.

Okay, I know I suck with titles so I don't know what to call it. > <

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