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Mar 2015
this vanity's insanity,
i never planned to be,
so obsessed with material excess,
except, my best threat,
is physical express,
through next flex,
haven't you guessed yet,
i never knew id be addicted,
fame and ******* is more fun if you can pick it,
depicted as something we should strive for,
1% pedestal is something most would die for,
the dark side of reality is,
this **** is target at kids,
since i was a year old,
all of my heroes,
were straight cut lookin like this,
aint that a *****,
never even stood a chance,
as a man,
romance,
demands,
that you dance,
plan in advance,
hold the hands of the girl you call your world, *******,
then never even teach you,
how to be people,
how to live equal,
mind, heart and soul,
body comes loses control,
don't you know, its just a show,
every where you go,
fitness is a sickness,
im **** at this business,
i just wanna be rid of this,
fictitious **** is all i ever see,
its poisoning my brain, poisoning me,
poisoning the,
way i live my life,
every single night,
sleepin with strife,
cuz the T.V. told me whats right,
whats next,
coat check protest,
cuz were all spineless like broke necks.
smokesMbowls
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smokesMbowls  canada
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