Charcoal grey expressions,
And a stark white slate.
Paper people pondering,
How to template fate.
Their lives are all drawn out,
In a linear direction.
Nothing ever changes,
When stencils draw perfection.
Calculate the angles,
And paste a paper house.
Everything falls so easy,
Living in a Paper Town.
Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 11:36 PM UTC
Charcoal grey expressions,
And a stark white slate.
Paper people pondering,
How to template fate.
Their lives are all drawn out,
In a linear direction.
Nothing ever changes,
When stencils draw perfection.
Calculate the angles,
And paste a paper house.
Everything falls so easy,
Living in a Paper Town.
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