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Anti-Gravity


I have no sense of gravity. Awards become decoration, medals nought but hunks of metal. Achievements become unnecessary, and accomplishments become too much effort. I have no sense of gravity. My life will flip on its end, and I will flip to match it. I've got the devil talking on both shoulders, so I stole an angel for my head. I have no sense of gravity. Some will call it a problem, Others will scream it's a tragedy. They're all wrong. I call it anti-gravity.
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“My breath is offensive to my wife, and I am loathsome to my own brothers” - Job 19:17 || Welcome to my page. I like to write about myself and the things I experience, sometimes metaphorically, sometimes not.

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Personal depression/apathy framed through abstract philosophical lens of gravity.

SparseMeasureDense

Moderate idea density; repetition of refrain balances with expanding metaphor.

DarkSentimentBright

Predominantly melancholic; defiant reframing offers slight uplift but overall dark.

StillEnergyExplosive

Declarative intensity with bold imagery; controlled pacing prevents full explosive force.

MicroLengthEpic

17 lines falls in 16-30 range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Strong metaphor of gravity; devil/angel personification; ornamented but not maximally dense.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric internal voice; first-person introspection without dramatic or narrative shift.

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