Visions of Metropolis

these green things
are not trees
and this blue sky
sading needs
I am not
as it seems
tripping things
not a freak

I hear a knock at the door
I didn't think you'd be coming here anymore
each tme you see me you turn away
and relive the same pain day after day
one thing why didn't you just decided
and tell me tell me what on your mind
you know know what I think of you?
no you wouldn't, wouldn't have a clue

your smile
as a ghost
doesn't even
know
society
ends up on
a pile of classdifon

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