i have no knowledge, nothing to give to you
but you’re welcome to look through these mistakes,
and find something worth note
i walk around and can't be anything at all,
outside, i feel like, where is my liberty supposed to be?
there’s only wind, leaves, air molecules
attached to god knows what and contrails
like a demented river in the shape of a V
under all this mess i’ve created
wondrous and robust beauty, love
moved into dangerous situations, like
lotus pedals captured through a digital display
glazed by the waning C of a moon
it was so over, the sun going shhhh,
all my friends basically retarded
from pesticides and inflammation,
this ridiculous society
we don’t get any of the nice things anymore,
just more of the stuff you expect
but the stars are always there, nothing to do
crying and laughing with us
for no reason
it’s all so easy to forget,
then you killed yourself, it makes no sense
you can’t remember anything like that
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