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cut and scrape and play
In the soft glow of a lava lamp,
once again I scrape and play.
Count the keys with your fingers,
type and stare blankly,
cut and scrape and play.
Shivers who wrack my body and mind,
paraplegic to watch her pass by,
to know it is destroyed, it would never be,
Tears will never escape white cells.
Mock me like patients of a psychiatric ward,
like pictures of beauty I was never meant to feel.
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