this feeling of unease haunts me -
like a child's toy abandoned in a craftsman's shop,
i do not belong here.
Restraints of station chafe me,
cause my heathen heart anxiety;
demons gather in the cobwebs of my recessed mind,
misuse makes hallucinations dance solid and sordid in my crazed vision,
and - paralyzed - i cannot see -
cannot decide -
cannot hope -
cannot create -
cannot be.
like a child's toy abandoned in a craftsman's shop,
i do not belong here.
Restraints of station chafe me,
cause my heathen heart anxiety;
demons gather in the cobwebs of my recessed mind,
misuse makes hallucinations dance solid and sordid in my crazed vision,
and - paralyzed - i cannot see -
cannot decide -
cannot hope -
cannot create -
cannot be.
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