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it is strangling, sucking out my inner self till im nothing but a lifeless carcus  till my ashes drift away with the roaring wind and become one with the apmosphere.
Wake up eat go to work eat work eat  sleep A cycle that sits on repeat Five days a week Car is cold? Crank the heat Same song everyday, don't miss a beat
And this is the way I walk The hallow faces of the student shells. They were once human, just as I. The taps of sneakers, heels, and flats We are all locked in, by our own free will.
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