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My view of society

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Mon, 4 Feb 2008 at 07:53pm

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A many devoured soul Has walked through those Pretentious doors, And they just walk right through with A self-assuring grin, And they try to forget who they were, And try to become who they should be. There they learn how to bandage up, When all else just hurts to bad to be real, So they watch a show about it, where Someone can act for them, and they Can do the right thing, in the right lighting. They can walk away with a degree of Self-worth measured in societal doses, Back into leathered story-book lives, Too good to write.
2008-02-04
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