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If I am not beautiful, Am I not bountiful? ...........The problem with beauty is that it gets old after that, it can not be sold it is a fleeting commodity it will never, never last If I am not successful am I not relevant? If I am not rich, am I not important? does money really talk? and can fame equal true , unspoiled happiness or peace of mind? If I am not powerful am I merely anonymous? do I contribute anything at all and do I matter? We are living in a world that does not tolerate mediocrity it dwells in mores of hypocrisy and so it breeds profanity it encourages deception and if you want to have your name remembered, take a few lives in your gun powdered hands they will splash your face all over the papers and you can hide behind the curtains of insanity how sad to be lonely but these are the scenes that we condone plastic caricatures we are living in lies and false smiles we have died while we are still alive inhaling the polluted air that we so happily create
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 2:15 AM UTC
I am Not Beautiful
If I am not beautiful, Am I not bountiful? ...........The problem with beauty is that it gets old after that, it can not be sold it is a fleeting commodity it will never, never last If I am not successful am I not relevant? If I am not rich, am I not important? does money really talk? and can fame equal true , unspoiled happiness or peace of mind? If I am not powerful am I merely anonymous? do I contribute anything at all and do I matter? We are living in a world that does not tolerate mediocrity it dwells in mores of hypocrisy and so it breeds profanity it encourages deception and if you want to have your name remembered, take a few lives in your gun powdered hands they will splash your face all over the papers and you can hide behind the curtains of insanity how sad to be lonely but these are the scenes that we condone plastic caricatures we are living in lies and false smiles we have died while we are still alive inhaling the polluted air that we so happily create
03 August, 2012
jean-rojas
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 2:15 AM UTC
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