I sold my soul to a telephone ring,
A computer sing,
Paradox diamond rings,
A plastic thing.
It escaped, I was gone.
They declared no right, nor wrong.
She stood at the door, she speaks.
Silence fills the creaks.
An echo blur, she’s gone.
Life moves on.
I could’ve told you one thing.
We both waste our lives, with what we bring.
Our things——Consume us.
There is no room for us.
Explanations for shallow breath,
Life’s tests,
Awakened rests.
Don’t brag that you can create,
Everyone can create their fate.
Words split from your mouth,
A jinx in the rivalry.
You didn’t win,
You locked yourself in.
Manifestation is privilege, a journey.
Not bragging rights for your attorney.
You sold your soul to a telephone ring,
A computer sing,
Paradox diamond rings,
A plastic thing.

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