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Completely desensitized from growing so sensitive, bombarded with violence hate and fear. My eyes are scars burnt and seared.   So self centered our society stands, you cannot attempt now to make amends, after the fabric is ripped to shreds.   None of us, will make it out alive, stuck on this rock in space and time. We were birthed to die and we grow to perish; our experiences all and all is what one should cherish. Death is sweet, abundant and free, a beautiful thing we regret to see. So tragic in truth, depends on your perspective, we usually forget this world is cognitive
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 6:27 PM UTC
this World
Completely desensitized from growing so sensitive, bombarded with violence hate and fear. My eyes are scars burnt and seared.   So self centered our society stands, you cannot attempt now to make amends, after the fabric is ripped to shreds.   None of us, will make it out alive, stuck on this rock in space and time. We were birthed to die and we grow to perish; our experiences all and all is what one should cherish. Death is sweet, abundant and free, a beautiful thing we regret to see. So tragic in truth, depends on your perspective, we usually forget this world is cognitive
#love#fear#hate#death#world#society#violence
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Gypsytroubadour
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 6:27 PM UTC
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