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My name is Beck

My name is Beck

Kettle

Kettle

The world is constantly spinning
I can’t seem to settle
I’m not winning
Heating up like a kettle
 
I’m reaching my boiling point
Where do I go from here
Is there any point
Not sure if this is fair

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The Reapers, by Julien Dupré
Fear in losing

I can’t sleep. I feel heavy. Like I am trapped, moving slow. Like I am in Jello.
Dark soul

I look at you and see the lies in… The Demond inside you cries the t… Yells words of terror out through… Haunting those precious to you Nobody knows but you
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guardians

You formed me to be who I am toda… I guess I cannot just give you bl… You’re not the only ones Everything I’ve done to you, You have done to me
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California Art Collector, by David Hockney
Wasted potential

The more you run from something, the more it begins to follow you. The thing you want to stop thinkin… is the only thing on your mind. What ends, will always being.
Alone

How could I forget The thought was in my head Not so long ago The blackness came Came over me
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beautifully mundane

I am not necessarily sure about a… I mean who can be entirely sure of… Existing lately has felt painful,… It is painful to exist, it be pain… The silence of being alone makes f…
Self Portrait with Chinese Lantern Plant, by Egon Schiele
Banter

The very idea scared me to the core. Never saw it as something I could be capable of. Believing that, I was doomed for failure. Always seeing life as someone else’s to have and not for ...
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Confusion

My life is moving forward I can hear the clock ticking Like a metronome A hypnotizing buzz It leaves me in a haze
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The Day After , by Edvard Munch
narcissistic day dream

Oh that could’ve been me... Another fantasy thats run away fro… But it wasn’t meant to be. That’s what I’ll say to me. I run away– from anything doubtful…
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Undeniable Truth

The undeniable truth is the end, it’s when we truly see things for… The bigger picture comes to life,… us, it’s time to release and let g… You may remember things different…
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Woman Holding a Balance, by Johannes Vermeer
"You have to make the right choice. As long as you don't choose everything remains possible."

The clock is ticking It’s time to decide Should I choose love Or should I choose pride If I don’t make a choice,
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Grey

What ever is black and white, Does not describe tomorrow . What is grey, describes the next 7… A hollowed out truth, nothing expe… We tore down the walls of tomorrow…
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Inner demons

It speaks my words And breaths my name It makes me wanna go insane It laughs at my pitty Screams out the truth
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Summer idyll, by Lotte Laserstein
Intro to an introverted day

I have days where every hour is spent, soaking up knowledge from another person’s existence. I breathe in the same air as them and soak in their presence. They tell me things I’ve neve...
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not even counter clockwise

Everything stops, I look around. I am the only one moving, making a… Silence is a noise, I cannot hear… I get up I feel the ground, everyone is here, yet no-ones arou…
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