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The world is gray. She can be cold, Harsh, indifferent. She will hurt you In more ways than You could possibly Ever imagine. She will tear you down When you're high. She will bury you When you're down. She will let you freeze Starve and waste away. In the end, The world will hold The smoking gun As she fires the Bullet into your brain. The beauty of it all Is that none of it Matters. Period. When the world is harsh, You can be happy. When the world is mad, You can have peace When the world is grim, You can be hopeful Becuase Before it's all over You will see little Miracles made daily. You will see challenges Being constantly overcome. You will meet wonderful people. And with them, you'll create The amost amzing magics. The beauty of it all Is that we can always See beauty where it's Hard to find.
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Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 1:01 PM UTC
The beauty of it all
The world is gray. She can be cold, Harsh, indifferent. She will hurt you In more ways than You could possibly Ever imagine. She will tear you down When you're high. She will bury you When you're down. She will let you freeze Starve and waste away. In the end, The world will hold The smoking gun As she fires the Bullet into your brain. The beauty of it all Is that none of it Matters. Period. When the world is harsh, You can be happy. When the world is mad, You can have peace When the world is grim, You can be hopeful Becuase Before it's all over You will see little Miracles made daily. You will see challenges Being constantly overcome. You will meet wonderful people. And with them, you'll create The amost amzing magics. The beauty of it all Is that we can always See beauty where it's Hard to find.
- From What's inside
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Nike-Kaffezakis
American
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 1:01 PM UTC
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