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The flow of the lead is mechanic, the choppy flow of my thoughts are dramatic.

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The flow of the lead is mechanic,

The flow of the lead is mechanic, the choppy flow of my thoughts are dramatic.

Cursive swirls fill the eyes,

Cursive swirls fill the eyes, provoking the inner cries.

Hold out your hands and grasp my words,

Hold out your hands and grasp my words, they travel omnisciently in herds.

Remember to feed them sorrow daily,

Remember to feed them sorrow daily, or else my words will roam palely.

Their wide eyes and flowing tears,

Their wide eyes and flowing tears, a despairing sound of music to my ears.

Words are not beautiful unless they're depressing,

Words are not beautiful unless they're depressing, which is why I keep progressing.

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