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a sheep in wolves clothing,
mirrors reveal the loathing,
i simply dont care, like those drinking and driving,
like those on a precipice, to death carelessly arriving,
i'll pass on buying in to the excellents and awesomes,
a lack of love where you see dreamy cherry blossoms,
ambitions take flight on paper airplanes, crashing through storms i cant stifle,
my head a dumbell i drag on the ground, hopes higher than the tower of Eiffle,
unwilling to live up to my own low standards,
ignored like the beauty of shy, untanned nerds,
the only light i see: slivered bolts from the pitch black, churning sky,
crying under the radar: a forever pathetic, non-rich, off-track, yearning guy...

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