Corrosive
So in my life I have this corrosive,
most people would call it an obsession,
and some others would call it progressive,
I call it my everyday profession,
it helps me think about what to do next.
some people would call it a waste of time,
and why I chose that as my life long quest,
and to think that its worth every penny?
this corrosive also makes me lazy,
while though it is a rushing sensation,
and people still would call me crazy,
my mom thinks it's an abomination,
but to me this corrosive may bring fame,
imagine this corrosive a video game?
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