Plastic Tears

January 22, 2013
These plastic tears where born from elastic fears, fears i've conquered through systematic cheers, even as the static clears i'll always hear the sounds of discouragement through rabbit ears.
No pain nor sorrow looms, no blames nor hollow tunes just frames of marveled toons and aims of marbled rooms unchanged as hardend moons.
My cries cannot disperse, my eyes do not converse,I refuse to be reversed though my views I speak rehearse the life I choose to see emerge for a soul once cold as an iceberg now warm as nice words.
Being negligent is irrelevant, why be hell bound when you can be heaven sent, bad thoughts are like bad fumes through a weather vents, and buying in to the greater good is like money never better spent, now that's relevant!

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