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Pretty people are petty. Isolated individuals Are either Insane Intellectual or both. We're all marred up beyond recognition. Perfection isn't an option, Therefore neither is peace. We're all floating down A swirling stream Filled with insecurity and scrutiny Looking for something Anything More. We're coming up empty-handed left only with rays of the sun, Billowing trees in the teasing wind And hands that hold nothing but Loneliness and apathy. We're all insane.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
Picturesque Pettiness
Pretty people are petty. Isolated individuals Are either Insane Intellectual or both. We're all marred up beyond recognition. Perfection isn't an option, Therefore neither is peace. We're all floating down A swirling stream Filled with insecurity and scrutiny Looking for something Anything More. We're coming up empty-handed left only with rays of the sun, Billowing trees in the teasing wind And hands that hold nothing but Loneliness and apathy. We're all insane.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
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