Elastic love has its limits As false gimmicks limit reality. formalities are tossed out the window Like disposable materials egotistical styles vanquish and prides vanish like subliminal advertisements to the naked eye why do we die and live lives like selfish beings feelings of neglect set us apart yet at the same time bring us together Light as a feather it breaks backs like the straw to a camel. A rafter to the judgmental not pulling there own weight. A desolate waste of space cased the joint. Erased the point of looking at ones own sins. Mirrors image needs to set in as we examine ourself. Take a look at me is what I keep telling my self!
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 07:12:55 +0000
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