What
I call my own is so insanely different than yours.
People in the world today
are sick of the predictability that binds our new-found predestination.
We need
to start toasting to newness and not “accomplishments” in order for society to
continue moving forward.
You say amazing and it is why I ask the question: why
stay up late for no results?
If everything ever done is fleeting then why do we
laugh?
Getting yourself out of a puzzling confusion can only be lightly amusing
to crowds of people, but do not anger the people.
When did your heart turn
black?
What about matches make us want or not want newness in the old that is
no longer there.
Discovery brings excitement to warrant rubber bands being used
to favoritism towards the less important things of our lives.
A call from home is the
loss that one encounters whenever creepiness accounts for blasphemy.
Your words
are like milk stains on a couch.
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