but now i sit here and have to think
of all the moments i must have wasted
all the situations that could've taken place
and wearier things have happened to me
resulting in famish, yet stuffed to the brim
so sanctions are placed, and feelings erased
you're up in your tank and off through space
a disastrous beginning to a sorry end
free from the middle, is this pretend?
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