Braincells


One two three to millions
Working incessantly
To help me
Solving,
Surviving
But help is not what i deserve
May be

So I keep killing them
One by one
With some smoke

Unable to scream
They get lessened

And here I am
Thinking about the pleasure
One two three to millions
I keep killing them

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