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Don't talk to me Ye vanity Cladding truth in urbanity Expressions left to emojis For Conversations we type Reassuring through selfies Relationships through swipes Get drenched in rain Get scorched in Sun Quiver once in a while in pain Drain out after a run Get in a fight in real Burst off of sorrow Then you ll know what matters It's today not tomorrow Let go Let go O please Let go The veneer of sophistication The hope of impression Smiling through frustration And short term-fad salvation And if not Never blame it on generation For We took the turns and We paved the path We are here for what we chose And we only ll be wondering at last we always had a choice Always...
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 7:26 AM UTC
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Don't talk to me Ye vanity Cladding truth in urbanity Expressions left to emojis For Conversations we type Reassuring through selfies Relationships through swipes Get drenched in rain Get scorched in Sun Quiver once in a while in pain Drain out after a run Get in a fight in real Burst off of sorrow Then you ll know what matters It's today not tomorrow Let go Let go O please Let go The veneer of sophistication The hope of impression Smiling through frustration And short term-fad salvation And if not Never blame it on generation For We took the turns and We paved the path We are here for what we chose And we only ll be wondering at last we always had a choice Always...
We are sold to the times. We are owned and fed.
vikram-sikki
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 7:26 AM UTC
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