Golden ConformistsThey will pretend you are not there secretly wish you gone you will constantly and unintentionally make them feel more and more golden as I keep molding and moldingGolden Conformists
AcceptableIf your not able to sign your soul you will slowly become cold not evil but bashful for noone will find you acceptable so noone will come to warm youAcceptable
Your not your own soulI dont exist but I control you your mind is minesYour not your own soul
your soul is nude now food a pillar holding up my vision your not stable if not superficial
But Still I Would Never KillHow can you be so fake and feel so real it makes me want to kill people tell you but then you still fill your empty gaps with plastic it makes me want to kill how can you be so brainless and feel so bright push me a little farther and I just might... pretend and have counterfeits by your side and Ill fend for myself while you push me aside now I want to killBut Still I Would Never Kill
My scanners screwed up
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
that poem was really really good
couldn't afford to loose it
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
Why wouldnt I
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