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How we make fakes of natural things, and how that hurts us.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 56 - Published: 08-07-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2941002
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False World.
The rain hit's the pavement,
Like my tears hit my pillow.
The street lights glare,
Like false sunshine.
The clock ticks,
Like the time that passes.
The radio sings,
Like fake in person.
The hair is colored,
With false natural.
All this makes you think,
Is the world even real
It is sadness.
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