


There are namespaces, past the post,
The specs are odd, offpaced at most,
There'll be no traces, offside the shores,
The plot was then to crush my bones.
My muted cells, forgotten mental,
Forgiven names, echoes oriental,
Short spanned nights, fragmented snores,
No day project, branch cancer for.
I travel still, no moving parts,
Spring stays outside, mineral arts,
Out of schedule, on the axis,
God laid plans, I leave as is.
The scarcity of living proof,
Where was I from, bellow the roof,
A slave on path, wrong underneath,
Giant as a surface, thick as a thief,
So what you care for, as in celcius,
When I missed the train, you tooks the bus,
A lethal dose, a minor stroke,
A little hope, out of my scope.
You were sighted, that's to be seen,
Alone in darkness, reverts to sin,
The machine scraps, I pulled to trigger,
As the mountain tiger, straight on the server.
Years pass me by, but there's an exit,
As I'll be forty, I'll call it quit,
Sick as a sunday, ages of decay,
Under parole, free as in may.
Tiny slavedom, fucked up sex,
Messy kingdom, list of my exs,
I drop the table, select from where,
Erase the data, that's my nightmare,
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