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The past is a fading ghost

The future is frozen and clearly dead

Wish to live in the now

But wandering in this snow field in my head instead

Humanity has the pedal to the metal with no cares

They’ll drive until it all explodes and then scream it all isn’t fair

They will destroy themselves; most certain is unspeakable pain and rage

They will get what they all deserve, and so will end the horrid human age

Let the empty cans rattle and walk away

No point in arguing with idiots anyway

Let the empty cans rattle and walk away

You can’t convert fools to logic anyway

The past floats through me, but I still stare ahead

The future inflicted with gangrene, surely to soon be dead

And so I think I shall live in the now

But I must forget these terrible, cold realities somehow

I feel hypothermia setting in

I can't let the ghosts of the past and the rot of the future do me in

I can feel the exposure of truth slowly killing some of me

My heart beating slower and filling with ice that no one can see