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(Death=evolution, evolution=progression, progression=infinite, infinity=)Shades of God.
MattPat

Why am I doing this,
 1
I must ‘av forgotten what I used to be
 2
How time used to work:
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Long periods without intoxication, living life,
 4
Sharing lots time with good friends,
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Friends that meant something.
 6
Never really talked to
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My Stupid brother, never thinking
 8
About stupid problems,
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Having crushes that had no meaning,
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On girls that didn’t know me.
 11
Now I’m having sex
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with girls I don’t know,
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and falling in love was nothing
 14
I expected it to be: =meaningless,
 15
A three-month short story.
 16
Now I cant go long without weed
 17
And love is a joke, a pissing contest
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And a lesson in educate  
 19
And an elevator system beyond reason
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And a virgins’ wish: the touted prince.
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Give me one more hit and I’ll be happy
 22
Living off of scorn and
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The breath of ash: the harsh pull
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Like a bowstring that I cannot pull,
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And the con-my-self, I cannot pull
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On my self, I cannot pull
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Reason from anything,
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I must search in my intuition:
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My puppeteer, my macro-self,
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My observer, my inclinations,
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My greater, more infinite piece,
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My teller of truth. My god,
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My alter ego is in tune with a smarter ego.
 34
Eyes show a sign, a symbol
 35
A word: limitation, transformation
 36
Generation, mutation, death, change,
 37
Birth, life, change, moment dies, change,
 38
New moment dies, change: evolution: death,
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Change, progression: Patterns of infinity
 40
Forming recollection, disease,
 41
Problems of life in general,
 42
My alter ego is unaffected, but he says
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My life is necessary for his existence to
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Have meaning. Have me, my love is
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Meaningless, and here I was, dumb.
 46
Looking out for the only bitch that matters:
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Me. and everything is going down
 48
The shitter soon, if I don’t pull my lazy,
 49
But once-was-sufficed-by-parental-hands,
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Ass out the frying pan.
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