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Mindlessly Minded
What's a lost cause
In me
His face
His stare
No grace
No air?
A faded, blurry imagery of red hues
And blue computer tunes
Of a life I'd never dare to dream I'd live
Well lucky me,
Getting lost in a fantasy
Of a house
A job
A life
Fuck maybe just a will to live
A fear of death