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Aug 2014
Bright and cavalier
You wring out your neck
With heavy hands

Show me a tongue without an anchor
Glistening eyes without glamour
Are you filled empty
With crowd mentality?

Your swell of bitter laughter
Is cruelty incandescent as fire
10:08pm, August 14th 2014

To people who accept only what they've been brought up to believe, and reject conflicting ideals by reflex.
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