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#congrats
"You won" he said. as he slapped a label on my back Your story's been read then he left me with the pack I guess I won the prize is shame; a forgotten name, a lifetime of pain. At least something's been gained another award put in the stash My medallion of empty gold to help soften my headfirst crash
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Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 2:30 AM UTC
Congrats
accept your defeat the defeat of your sanity, your love, your individualism. say goodbye to your dreams succumb to nostalgia: the only thing that makes you feel some sort of accomplishment congrats for growing up congrats for molding yourself into a repetitive world congrats on lowering yourself to become normal congrats! you’ve made it you have everything you’ve ever wanted besides the future you’d aspired to gain lose yourself to a mindless future let your consciousness be caught in the river of societal expectations doubt any free thought that you might have parrot the words of those smarter than yourself there you go now you’re the perfect citizen well done on your way out, be sure to grab a pamphlet on how to beat down those who are different! thank you, and have a nice day
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 4:10 AM UTC
brainwashed.
Accomplishments What a wonderful feeling of joy That takes you over Inhabits even the darkest of spaces Because of one thing you did That pleased yourself And others Most important of all... Congratulations
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
Because You're Proud
When I win award at school and look at all the smiles that surround me, I always wonder which ones are actually real,
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 6:52 PM UTC
Congrats!?
Congrats on losing your friend! Congrats on messing everything up! Congrats on turning people against me! Congrats on putting me down to boost yourself! Congrats on being so sensitive that people will protect you! Congrats on hiding this from all of your friends
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 10:48 AM UTC
Congratulations!
Eighteen years. Eighteen long years I've lived on this planet, Slaving away as another conformist to most rules (But only so I could survive And get an education, despite the breakdowns As my mind couldn't handle the pressure Of today's expectations). At times I thought I wouldn't make it; My lows were... pretty low; They sometimes cancelled out the highs completely, Or at least made them seem not so high. But somehow, I made it, Along with all the other eighteen-year-olds. And so I say, congratulations. We made it. We may be beaten, bruised, and battered, Broken, cracked, and frayed, But we're here. Brace yourselves. We're in for a whole new set of challenges.
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Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
Eighteen