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The world is like a parasite,
I used to care too much, now I do not care at all, I have been up with my "friends", but they all watched me fall. My trust was so giving, I thought I was content,
Mirroring an image society has given, To be our own individual, Don't listen to what others say. Yet we criticize others,
aviator shades cookie cutter heartbreaks petty girls pretty girls and  superficial fakes. I've been tring to figure out  what it is that makes their worlds go round
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