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Abstract Tragedy Classics

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Abstract Tragedy Classics

Spiders reside home

Spiders reside home

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I've heard the sounds

I regret writing

It's high time now, I see.

The numbness, the glitch.


Itch of the slit

Peek around to catch a glimpse for the last & first time.

I still feel nervous.

The knees go weak.


I tied it between my schedule

But that shit hit me today

The chances were slipping

Though, it never fancied me


They don't hear 

They dont see

Everyone's been here

Just we've been here long


That's not the way it should feel


We consume the chaos,

But chaos consumes us.

Holding love for the captor

I did not leave them something


Everyone asks ''what's behind it?"

But no one actually draws it.

Everyone hallucinate, the old 

They say flee


Yesterday, today


And then what we say,

The game was on

Just the players play in the house.

House.


 


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