PartI and Part II
PART I The Experiment
A person who makes bad decisions
Is it a secret motivation
True naive flexing a muscle only known as misery
I can't find an approach
I can't see the thoughts like doctor sleep
What is a true sacrifice
Does it not know comfort
Does it marry purpose
Ignore common and regular
Who feels like part of a bad decision
And still they sit
Idle in their comfort
To be discarded
labelled bad for my environment
PART II
A powerful shadow
Too at thought
Too ill of peace
I see you my dear hiding in your hell
There was no poison
My sweet love of perceptual chaos
When nothing plus nothing equals something
I will sit under the whispering willow tree
Waiting for substance waiting for the sun
Because it will be the only one left
We can not defeat
Done like dinner
But never defeated
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