There's this strange sense of juxtaposition that infects the lives of this world. Balance begins not with good and evil, even though so many often try to sweep their torn up skins and broken pieces under this mask of foreboding cliche. It starts with the seed planted from birth. Acceptance breeds cruelty while society teaches to smile and stab, all hidden within the swirling thoughts that the harder you push, the more you break, the happier you'll be. People claim that they can get through it, so why wouldn't you. Your wonderful, "unique"qualities only make you another cog in the machine, and if you start to falter or break, your discarded figure crumples into retirement. In the end, the fog of life blurs by, pointless in its false "beauty".... or maybe i'll say "beast".
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