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snippeting

beautiful apathy
trendy agony
what we value
in the midst of armageddon
is only a breath away
because we are killing ourselves

**

"Baa" goes the sheep.
The cattle are lowing but it's too low to hear
so we follow the herd
and we never stomp out our dissatisfaction
because we never stop to hear our hearts
and they all have the same beat now anyway

**

in this black and white world
all my cookie cutters fall to the floor
and i don't fit inside their lines
and yet i criticize myself for failure
all because i cannot measure up to such tall ideals

but who am i supposed to be
if i don't have someone to look up to?
who am i supposed to be
if i don't have someone to copy?
why is it so terrifying to set off alone?
why can't i look back?

---> Orpheus?

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