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I'm Going to the Store to Buy Some Lies Today

Did you know that you can buy air?
That you can buy the senses?
Exotic little superficial lies
Maliciously grinning, constantly spinning
Jeering and taunting
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Vicariously living through innocents
Tainting our lives
That have always been tainted
See them
Everywhere
Little reminders
That we've never

Nevereverever
Been pure
But let's go back to the beginning:
What is pure?
"Was" pure living like cavemen?
Or simply when it was us
Running machines?
Machines
Running us?
But wait-- no one would believe

That.

....would they.




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TheSkyOwesMeRainThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 6:29 pm:
I love the twist at the end - and of how it becomes more complex the more you think about it. Great job!
 
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SeelixThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Dec. 27, 2010 at 10:41 am:
I love this poem! It's so dark and it has a good rhythm-the last part is great=)
 
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