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Time
as my watch ticks
my mind's tricks are played
tossed like a spade,
in a game
a game like "Go Fish"
the main course in last night's dinner
fish, ugh, what a winner
in the great race
this marathon we all call existance
we are all a part of a single consciousness
a land where we speak our mind, where we speak so freely
talking like we can do this or that
while on our asses we've only sat
all you're doing is talking the talk
too lazy to walk the walk
around the corner
we're not motivated to go
to the store
we trample across the floor
after the cashier's mopping job just done
we tread with little care
with muddy shoes the proof stays within
the work that the cashier has put into
all that he has done and will strive for
he will continue to strive
because he knows he's alive
are we?
will we ever be?
who are you and who am I?
Is there a reason to live or to die?
You see who I am
how I'm dressed
you make a face in your corduroy vest
the best
money can buy?
Why?
Fuck you
fuck you for making me think about you
your snotty look upon your ugly face
erase
make it disappear before it's my turn
then you'll learn
that a sneer like that is shit
you should've quit
while you were ahead
I don't remember
never to care about what I had to say
no way
were you ever there
so how is it fair?
That you are able
to never lay your cards upon the table
and still succeed
where I have failed in my years
my tears
the tears that ran down my cheeks for weeks
speaks
words you can never say
fuck you
for making me explain it this way.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620
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