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im standing at the street corner, impatiently waiting for the light to change. one hand in my pocket, the other convulsively holding a cigarette. hunched up, hidden behind a pair of headphones. the scream of a guitar, or the harsh beat of electronics, discordant from premix distortion and full volume overdrive, walls me off from the those around me. from myself. i take a long drag from my cigarette. savor the fumes, and let out the smoke in a langorous breath, wreathed in carcinogenic quarantine. i am smoking lucky strikes lights. i hate malboros and camel seemed too common, and i wont even touch the other brands. i guess i am a creature of habits. grab at the familiar, even if i have never done it before. steal the idea, see something in another that i want to be, and wear it as my own. plagerised personality, sampled and recycled. i was never comfortable in my own skin. can i wear yours for awhile? this mask here is geting too tight, ill fitting.
and as i slip into your suite, the cross walk light changes, and i step out into traffic.

Description
im standing at the street corner, impatiently waiting for the light to change. one hand in my pocket, the other convulsively holding a cigarette. hunched up, hidden behind a pair of headphones. the scream of a guitar, or the harsh beat of electronics, discordant from premix distortion and full volume overdrive, walls me off from the those around me. from myself. i take a long drag from my cigarette. savor the fumes, and let out the smoke in a langorous breath, wreathed in carcinogenic quarantine. i am smoking lucky strikes lights. i hate malboros and camel seemed too common, and i wont even touch the other brands. i guess i am a creature of habits. grab at the familiar, even if i have never done it before. steal the idea, see something in another that i want to be, and wear it as my own. plagerised personality, sampled and recycled. i was never comfortable in my own skin. can i wear yours for awhile? this mask here is geting too tight, ill fitting.
and as i slip into your suite, the cross walk light changes, and i step out into traffic.