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Do we really
think
we look like a flower
smart
pretty
alluring
as we gaze
at what we see
money well spent
so we believe
embolden
we are
unique

Stepping out
into the crowd
of friends
who we never
really met
beyond the masks
that they rent
where deep down inside
they silently lament

Where they are all
freaking out
silent screams of doubt
where their thoughts try
to represent
the promises to intent
to take
the first step

As we gaze at the eyes
of the flower that we see
our quiet tears
those streams of angry fears
as you witness
your shadows agree
that reasoning
with your intent
will be cut off at the legs
there will be no
second step

We will cajole
and we will whisper
where your
 Conscious
slowly bleeds
into the realms
of poor me
near where our
compassion breeds
and our
psychological
spine
begins to grow
growing pains
of disbelief
as your moral ground
begins to shift
coming of age
is life's

Biggest Bitch


drone
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