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i
can't find
the way
to say
everything i wanted
to say
to you
where will i find the
time to
make all these pieces fit
into this little box i've made
(you are more than the plastic that you've made)
(it's just pile of shit that you created)
(your body's just a shell that you've enslaved)
(you know you're more than physical matter)
(if i told you that you were born devine, would it even matter?)
time to
make all these pieces fit
into this little box i've made
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