No one believes anyone no matter what words create... Making relativity a replication of all faces to be the same... Chance bein the one thing cut short before the roll of like can occur... Leaving yet another attempt at some sort of happiness a forever blur... Lips move but belief is never a consideration due to choices that hurt the heart... N now everyone is to feel the discomfort turning emotions hard... Lost n roaming with the flow of fingertips unable reach the mind... Under locks n chains n reinforced with a what the fuck ever mentality thinking everyone out for their own reasons of why... As thoughts rotate from one person the next tryin to find someone who gets the bigger picture... Almost a damn near loss without the benefit of the doubt closing the mouth to see the workings of pleasure... Letting interest go find an other for self has meaning within intent... Turning away from what would be a struggle jus wanting a friend... Enduring the constant wonder that never allows one to jus be... Goin right back to the poof, be gone, I'm free...
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