Self Inflicted Stagnation

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I try to scrape the rust, but I'm spreading this disease.
It's killing motivation, as it coats the air I breathe.
Distorting every image, as past and present bleed,

Her lost cause, another dead end street.
Every day is that much worse,
It's getting worse, the way I want it.