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Here we go, take your pick: which is worse? to cry and not feel or to hold back the tears? in public?... which is worse? living in a house made of glass brick? or a house armored thick? so no one can ever see you... or harm you or your house... which is worse? being in a body you cannot stand? or being the person you said you can't are you your own? or are you being held captive perhaps by a former you are you your own? or have you turned on yourself lied and said that it was to protect the rest of the world rationalized you are too clever you are too violent you are too... much, or so they say. yet its all on credit, an unregarded tab and someone somewhere is keeping track your words they twist and turn they are vines and veins whose blood they burn you deconstruct meaning transcending with every verse it is a blessing, it is a blessing it is a curse, it is a curse oh but which is worse? immediate classification no, judgmental interpretations? descriptive deliberation of informative investigations soon as the information is deliberately delivered to the perception of my appreciation artistic systemization or casting all this self manipulation aside in finalization and choosing self mutilation for the preservation of the rest of the nation all the while, pleading through consideration which is worse? which is better? to be everything is to be nothing lack of identification.
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Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 4:03 PM UTC
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Here we go, take your pick: which is worse? to cry and not feel or to hold back the tears? in public?... which is worse? living in a house made of glass brick? or a house armored thick? so no one can ever see you... or harm you or your house... which is worse? being in a body you cannot stand? or being the person you said you can't are you your own? or are you being held captive perhaps by a former you are you your own? or have you turned on yourself lied and said that it was to protect the rest of the world rationalized you are too clever you are too violent you are too... much, or so they say. yet its all on credit, an unregarded tab and someone somewhere is keeping track your words they twist and turn they are vines and veins whose blood they burn you deconstruct meaning transcending with every verse it is a blessing, it is a blessing it is a curse, it is a curse oh but which is worse? immediate classification no, judgmental interpretations? descriptive deliberation of informative investigations soon as the information is deliberately delivered to the perception of my appreciation artistic systemization or casting all this self manipulation aside in finalization and choosing self mutilation for the preservation of the rest of the nation all the while, pleading through consideration which is worse? which is better? to be everything is to be nothing lack of identification.
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Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 4:03 PM UTC
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