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disgust. . . the only thing to feel gazing upon the ones i once called real to wake, live, and sleep in envy you love the ones who put on the show they give something for you to pose as so carefully you mold your flesh to fit the cast i miss your skin the kind that bled all the misconceptions led into a snake pit i feel no sympathy you got what you wished for just one more sheep kissing perfection's cheek i feel no sympathy Pimp My Profile