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I wished for sympathy from the crowd in some sense A soliloquy would reveal my morbid intent Then tear burned lenses would hold a reflection Curving their contempt towards my affection I sought after sympathy from the crowd in some way That a minor character might die in my play A supporting actress would cry her last chorus And I readied to draw tears for the both of us I coveted sympathy from the crowd in some fashion But she dropped to the floor before assumed "action!" Curtains now drawing, how should I act? The audience sees clearly, dry eyes still intact I demand sympathy from the crowd at last Disbelief's broadcast came grouped in a gasp "This is not the tragedy, her character did not die! Only the mask that wears her, please stand by"
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Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 4:26 PM UTC
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I wished for sympathy from the crowd in some sense A soliloquy would reveal my morbid intent Then tear burned lenses would hold a reflection Curving their contempt towards my affection I sought after sympathy from the crowd in some way That a minor character might die in my play A supporting actress would cry her last chorus And I readied to draw tears for the both of us I coveted sympathy from the crowd in some fashion But she dropped to the floor before assumed "action!" Curtains now drawing, how should I act? The audience sees clearly, dry eyes still intact I demand sympathy from the crowd at last Disbelief's broadcast came grouped in a gasp "This is not the tragedy, her character did not die! Only the mask that wears her, please stand by"
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Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 4:26 PM UTC
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