The Dream Machine --- The Imagination of the World Wide Web |
Like a bug in a jar
I run towards the beloved spider
Can't seem to get very far
There seems to be no love inside her
And these poisoned tears
cascade into my heart and from the chains
that keep me here
wishing
wanting
waiting
Yet, in a schitzophrenic moment,
I look at my surroundings
and ponder the decision which
I have still failed to make
Like a bug in a jar
I yearn for you despite my fate
Trying to be where you are
While you innocently watch me suffocate
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