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Act I Watching the scenes of my life As a spectator, Understanding acting isn’t for me Participation kept to a minimum, Dialogue kept painfully simple And, forget emotion Laughing, crying Its all the same Act II Silently And rather appropriately Mocking the silliness Of this dreadful girl, who resembles me And that sad, and lonely boy Who resembles fire, and dust All an illusion really. Yes, I think I’ll sit this one out too The drama, and loud tears So moving, So disgustingly indulgent Act III A finale of sorts I’ll have a cocktail with this one, It ought to be good. Awaiting the breakdown God, such a convincing heartbreak. Thankful I quit, That I saw this ending coming Lets just close the curtains, Shut down the whole god ****** production I’d rather the story just stop now. -Taylor Its better this way.
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 3:29 PM UTC
Will someone else play me in this life? Because I quit.
Act I Watching the scenes of my life As a spectator, Understanding acting isn’t for me Participation kept to a minimum, Dialogue kept painfully simple And, forget emotion Laughing, crying Its all the same Act II Silently And rather appropriately Mocking the silliness Of this dreadful girl, who resembles me And that sad, and lonely boy Who resembles fire, and dust All an illusion really. Yes, I think I’ll sit this one out too The drama, and loud tears So moving, So disgustingly indulgent Act III A finale of sorts I’ll have a cocktail with this one, It ought to be good. Awaiting the breakdown God, such a convincing heartbreak. Thankful I quit, That I saw this ending coming Lets just close the curtains, Shut down the whole god ****** production I’d rather the story just stop now. -Taylor Its better this way.
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 3:29 PM UTC
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