Cells

Cells

A Poem by CookeCody

Like brain cells that are dying from the outside in

become aware and realize,

their numbers are shrinking every second, and

in order for the brain as a machine

and living organ to survive, the

fewer and fewer cells must

make themselves matter

for the sake of compensation,

we become more

and more indignant every second.

© 2017 CookeCody


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Added on September 18, 2017
Last Updated on September 18, 2017
Tags: Population, brain cells, important

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CookeCody
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Sulphur, LA



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