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Insane some, wild some Show some Right then, they them Palatable Showmen High hold, glimmering gold Unfaithful men of bold Hypnotic beads of satin, Women of exotic Crippling scars at birth Becomes this fellows  worth Odd... Melodies of Nightmares A mirror, a hole - of Human's participating role Amused, by Truly our fears our utter disgust, But under the tent one feeling robust Hidden in intoxicating luster Mildly prompting the feelings of pride, and a condescending guise Under the Fabricated tent, there's a disgrace We feel beauty, oh how I, the better man! Only because it's not our face
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
Tent
Insane some, wild some Show some Right then, they them Palatable Showmen High hold, glimmering gold Unfaithful men of bold Hypnotic beads of satin, Women of exotic Crippling scars at birth Becomes this fellows  worth Odd... Melodies of Nightmares A mirror, a hole - of Human's participating role Amused, by Truly our fears our utter disgust, But under the tent one feeling robust Hidden in intoxicating luster Mildly prompting the feelings of pride, and a condescending guise Under the Fabricated tent, there's a disgrace We feel beauty, oh how I, the better man! Only because it's not our face
#dream#gold#sad#circus#crazy#bold#exciting#wild#excitement#excite
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
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