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The Dismallity

The Dismallity

A Poem by eatmills

Words scrambled gon too far


Gone to far
Or was it too far
Weighted code I’ve trapped myself
Digitize and synthesize it doesn’t happen
And know I’ve gone too far
The words there but none to grasp
Had the world in my hand
In my head the proclaim I’m dead
I found what I was looking for and like the forbidden fruit
Ate too much and fell off the fence

Don’t make assumptions for sometimes the truth is unreal
You’ve said too much
Always too much the sound of the code I cannot escape
I tried
I tried to go in sane but ended out sane
Outsourced codex
Wait it was all wrong
The code was weighted wrong
Too late I’m trapped
Save me it’s too late
Start the movie the film runs false
Start the music too discorded
Everything damned
Everything denied
Stupidly dead

© 2013 eatmills

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Added on August 3, 2013
Last Updated on August 3, 2013
Tags: You, have, gone, and, now, my, eyes, bleed



mississauga, ontaio, Canada

What do you want to know? I listen to surf, punk, metal, pop, techno, actually all music. Favourite Writers - William S Burroughs, Philip K Dick, Raymond Chandler, Stephen King, Edgar Allen Poe.. more..

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