oscillating circles
hazardously veering into systematically placed donut drive thru's to inject caffeine
laced withed chemical sugar
and all before the morning bell has rung
step back - sit back and look what a morning has become, hearts undone
shrinking horizons
mechanical claws reaching for our throats - soulless cyber notes
scars from the night clinging on
and less reasons, necessary treasons, and more needs to come
... .thurlo.
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