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I thought Pipe-fed freedoms Would stay at bay Behind minds fretting needlessly Then I was told to buy a lottery ticket I supposed My wasted wants Would keep in my sleep Beneath griefs of weakness I'd never possess Then I discovered I'm one more normal mind I believed 'My' graceful gods Were lame in their frame Below fallow understandings in flaking canvases Then I was told what to believe I refused And was suddenly different Shown the ropes of a living wage Pariah, Burned alive until I was so different I was marketable People came to me And suddenly I was someone Suddenly I was understandable Like never I was as one of dissonance within - One of picture frames without, the label 'Vive le différence, Ici ça meurt'.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC
Vive?
I thought Pipe-fed freedoms Would stay at bay Behind minds fretting needlessly Then I was told to buy a lottery ticket I supposed My wasted wants Would keep in my sleep Beneath griefs of weakness I'd never possess Then I discovered I'm one more normal mind I believed 'My' graceful gods Were lame in their frame Below fallow understandings in flaking canvases Then I was told what to believe I refused And was suddenly different Shown the ropes of a living wage Pariah, Burned alive until I was so different I was marketable People came to me And suddenly I was someone Suddenly I was understandable Like never I was as one of dissonance within - One of picture frames without, the label 'Vive le différence, Ici ça meurt'.
Ok, so I google translated the French, a cardinal sin, I know, but I had no choice :(
#society#fitting#in#living#sad#conform#exploitation
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC
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