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Little words don't hurt about you

The mind is a virtual board banging with life with hologram memories that pigment our identity pixilate our sanity, glorify calamity cavity our ability,
bespoke our emotions then prance them on a sea side fashion runway,
with their careless sleeves,
 they not taught to walk perfect they got that uncoordinated just go with it pace, that we often beat inside our heads,
but we never catch the wave in fact we aid the victim persuasions, engage in distilling the still, reaping the soul seal lynching every inch l, pinching every wish fishing in every psyche sink, simply said we set our minds up but always feel like it's setup,

Then Bare witness to this nothing,
a dust cast in a movie with the starring role being life and you  playing a supporting role to make life look good,
you want it recognise you  so you plot those lines at every age you bind, every stage you blind, every scene has no script written so by fate since early and late on this  live plane, you might catch that flight but your ascension may not return you

but keep you cloak you in ambers  of true self odd view,
but you fear you, acting staging being all cool you, realise this still not you perfect time for a directors cut as you swipe through your own pixels  picking for new feelings a high definition screening fake acts we act edited to fit the new acts trends are not law just new way to find you  not better useless now life is aside ,  you paved your outsides with Instagram live flash, life is out of this movie and  renting with opportunity

Ego makes up your made up eco pain park it's a hostile calibration of a made up god make up mock,
Please wake up this is still your plot you can still find better ways to feel your part
this is where you can start when you are sitting your room and it's dark nobody but you and your heart where silence abbriviates the four walls like to words please shut up,
this is your chance to ask the universe,
but that verse is sung in your unity,
Exclusive to you purer than purity, filing your nails with ability,
hear this if being you is hard just know you still gotta be you  
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