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Author: Hell's first Icicle
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 8 - Published: 09-23-05 - Updated: 09-23-05 - id:2012779

We are the creatures

We despise

Not others

We are the enemies

That we fight.

We are humans

And we are fools

Influenced

By the beautiful

And the fake

Forcing ourselves

To live lives

Without meaning

Appearance is everything

And nothing

Crowning the beautiful

Scorning the ugly

But we do not look

Further than skin-deep

For we are lazy

And we think

First impressions

Are all one deserves

We are judges

Drunk and biased

Sentencing the prisoner

To their fate

Seduction

Is not a crime

But a drug

Overused, overrated

And obeyed

Actors are worshipped

But for what?

Not their acting

So it seems

But their beauty

For we are all actors

All so good

That we fool

Even ourselves

Who are we really, then?

Nobody knows

We are simply fools

Buried people

Following a line

Leading nowhere

Some never turning back

Until it is too late

And in the end

It was all

Just a waste



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