When I remember something significant, I'll mention it here.
Beauty’s a prison when love is gone
No matter which way you turn
Forget the freedom you once won
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Can I ask Heaven to be nicer to me
When friends like these are in my life?
Why, such nicety could never truly be
Among the facts in a world of strife.
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Alternate figures squirming down Rejection Alley
Thought I saw me there but I only saw my future
Is this the youth I've been looking for?
Driven mad straight into the hands of vultures,
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Sweet child of today, man of tomorrow,
If you see confusion, if you see sorrow,
If you see delusion and if you see terror,
Please try to understand the human error.
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under urban stress
we wear strange feathers
and by those feathers
we flock together
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