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Cryptic quotation offer shattered self-esteem No solace for the personality flaws Not quite the proclivity for annihilation Yet, every stab at the paper breaks new teeth Curious is the looker who looks through filtered eyes Even still, there is no need to protest An awkward moment of exaggeration Or a sardonic belittling of subterfuge Coordinated to change the sided nature of self Crowned by the masses so intimately But without a shred of deeper connection And the line grows longer but no one knows why Blind are bridge jumpers who love high numbers Just like you never hear of lone sheep Is everything so tragic…
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:10 PM UTC
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Cryptic quotation offer shattered self-esteem No solace for the personality flaws Not quite the proclivity for annihilation Yet, every stab at the paper breaks new teeth Curious is the looker who looks through filtered eyes Even still, there is no need to protest An awkward moment of exaggeration Or a sardonic belittling of subterfuge Coordinated to change the sided nature of self Crowned by the masses so intimately But without a shred of deeper connection And the line grows longer but no one knows why Blind are bridge jumpers who love high numbers Just like you never hear of lone sheep Is everything so tragic…
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:10 PM UTC
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