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It feels more times than not My character is misconceived Wherein my affinity for emotion is Either ill received, or begs condescension Such vindictive decrees for Souls just as flawed as me The difference is Mine are the only flaws that I can see. Void of emotion? I prefer to think that I can Differentiate between A fleeting feel And what is real - What of the lack of social devotion? I am only at my best Around those who create from the heart I discard the rest, because I am the company I keep, And I've kept from the start. Over the top flattery? I beg to differ. You mistake the way I speak and the things I do For my romantic battery The thought of which makes me quiver - It says a little something about you, too. You fail to see That I can so naturally Draw emotion from the smallest of things Do you think it is through arrogance that I sing? A highly internalized being, who only creates things To feed an insatiable egotistical craving? Clearly the life that you lead Is just lacking fantasy, or a sense of meaning... I have met people who are metaphorical gateways, No, actual ley lines of human creativity. I wonder if their work would Make you question your brand Of Humanity.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 10:44 PM UTC
Qualms of a Psychopathic Musician
It feels more times than not My character is misconceived Wherein my affinity for emotion is Either ill received, or begs condescension Such vindictive decrees for Souls just as flawed as me The difference is Mine are the only flaws that I can see. Void of emotion? I prefer to think that I can Differentiate between A fleeting feel And what is real - What of the lack of social devotion? I am only at my best Around those who create from the heart I discard the rest, because I am the company I keep, And I've kept from the start. Over the top flattery? I beg to differ. You mistake the way I speak and the things I do For my romantic battery The thought of which makes me quiver - It says a little something about you, too. You fail to see That I can so naturally Draw emotion from the smallest of things Do you think it is through arrogance that I sing? A highly internalized being, who only creates things To feed an insatiable egotistical craving? Clearly the life that you lead Is just lacking fantasy, or a sense of meaning... I have met people who are metaphorical gateways, No, actual ley lines of human creativity. I wonder if their work would Make you question your brand Of Humanity.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 10:44 PM UTC
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