Do you hear it?
It sounds like a small animal, pitifully drawing its last breath.
It is the sound of your privacy dying.
Do you feel it?
Like a hand on your shoulder, making you squirm.
It is the feeling of big brother closing his grip on you.
Read about another brick in the wall
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Dude, you're bumming me out this week.
I hope things are better.
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"Come let me hold you tight against my chest..." said Big Brother
"I know you can't breathe. Don't fight it. It's okay...it'll stop hurting soon."
Thought that was a bit too dark for a Wednesday and way too poetic for me.
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