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What is it?
What is it that sends us to the outside of a party,
To rummage amongst the social discrimemities, the dregs, the abandoned.
To dwell within the depths of our mind,
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HELP, HELP! People are dying in here.
A makeshift shelter crafted from the fallen remains of broken homes cannot play fact to the torture we’ve endured.
A young woman, cradles her screaming child, embracing her fear as she clutches to what’s left.
The air runs thick with an unpleasant taste, as nurses scramble to heal the incurable.
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The Party

What is it?
What is it that sends us to the outside of a party,
To rummage amongst the social discrimemities, the dregs, the abandoned.
To dwell within the depths of our mind,
Whilst others around us submerge themselves into a social bliss that has yet to exist.
Constantly aware yet desperately distant,
Time moves on yet stays persistent.
Oh why can’t I just be more like them and raise this glass to life.

Unwritten laws that subdue my night,
And confines me to this bitter state.
Familiar strangers pass on by,
Without so much as a cast of the eye.

Oh why do I care, let’s drink.
Let’s submerge my mind into a state of abeyance,
A sea of unconsciousness harbouring the reality of my ineffectual life.
Let’s drink.
Until self-awareness subsides and I’m lured into a sense of social immortality.
Shunned away from this state of alertness,  
The fear resides but fact remains. 
My inner being encapsulated,
Within the walls of this empty shell.
Let's drink. 

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