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Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me. Emotions are at a pinnacle. I'm bursting with lust for self adulation. Don't ever attach yourself to external gratification. She's caught in the crossfire of my self destruction.
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
Self Adulation
Lying lives more then living nowadays, Tedious times are the tormentor. Moments passing minute by minute, Never enough for the naturally ordinary. Self-denial and delusions are deemed reality, Irrational ideas seem more than illusions. Loving loosely has become everyone's legacy, Awake yourself, become aware of me. Emotions are at a pinnacle. I'm bursting with lust for self adulation. Don't ever attach yourself to external gratification. She's caught in the crossfire of my self destruction.
marco-batista
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
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