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The world is an ugly place: so they told me, The world is a lovely haze: so they told me. All the intricate beauty and pains of the world do not satisfy: So I told them, stubbornly away once more. deciding to be condemned. General notion ruled: misunderstood. Cast away to the world of Under the Table. From mustard to baby blue breathing moods. Hurt & so abandoned. Left behind starving on lonely thoughts. All but one pleasure undone: Purple gathered me up in her arms, shielding from hatred of angry lost mobs. Under the Table I finally saw, Colours, as I chose to forgo. Among burn bright yellow tears & teal laughters All smiling, teasing, dancing, I uttered nothing less: The world is an ugly place: I spoke to them, The world is a lovely haze: I spoke again. Death is the punishment for boxed repeating: they told me. And I sat Under the Table and listened.
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 6:25 AM UTC
Under The Table
The world is an ugly place: so they told me, The world is a lovely haze: so they told me. All the intricate beauty and pains of the world do not satisfy: So I told them, stubbornly away once more. deciding to be condemned. General notion ruled: misunderstood. Cast away to the world of Under the Table. From mustard to baby blue breathing moods. Hurt & so abandoned. Left behind starving on lonely thoughts. All but one pleasure undone: Purple gathered me up in her arms, shielding from hatred of angry lost mobs. Under the Table I finally saw, Colours, as I chose to forgo. Among burn bright yellow tears & teal laughters All smiling, teasing, dancing, I uttered nothing less: The world is an ugly place: I spoke to them, The world is a lovely haze: I spoke again. Death is the punishment for boxed repeating: they told me. And I sat Under the Table and listened.
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 6:25 AM UTC
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