the mechanics of the machine are hard to desribe in a word or a sentence, it
takes a life time. trust me i ain't got one left to live or give to explain
the ways of how it works, the gears the jerks, the grinds the lines, the
things that take time. this is one of those things that take time. words
couldn't make up a lie this big. it was a machine. a machine processing
people through like a assembly line crew would do. just pushing us through
the fears and tears and years of our lives. the the pain the fits the things
we miss we miss so so much. time and time again. so would you if you
could....every single lie would you take it back, every ounce of passion
that you lack. all of your lost pride would you want it back, all your lost
loves would you really want them back. just suck it in and get pressed
through this machanic machine thats rusted and cold and old. you machanic
machine. old and cold like the story of all of our lives. you can see the
wave of it coming in and it's full of disrespect, well atleast it comes with
something that we have learned to accept.
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