Snort!

Hear those voices? Deep inside you, dark outside, but a dimly lit witty witchroom.
Static objects that scream within you, smile, perform, talk, watch, nap, zap and yet the clock doesn't tick, 
Clinging branches that have gone astray, blood cringing battles that are celebrated in vain, balloons in the air, baboons everywhere, jingoism enjoyable in despair. 
List of emotions, tragic denominations, currencies of trash, klitsch creepy crap, smuggling in drain, dreams and disdain, develop and negate, brush and bray; the world smiles and says, 'its beautiful'. 
Humans regurgitate; if only powers could behave, snuggle in pain, demand some love but die masturbating in brain!

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