Sad Labels:
clarity
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sad poems
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sad poetry
time travels through us. a silent thief.
worn by the machines that move us. until the engine chokes on our flesh.
animals in human costumes.
evolution's seldom conspirators crease the curtain. as the stage thunders beneath our pause.
thirsty beasts suckle at the gears. the sweet taste of when goes sour.
small cuts in atoms make the molecules dance.
dirty windows obscure our gaze. as the world forgets.
only the colors remain. as we stumble over our choices.
piglets in straw houses. bargaining with wolves.
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