We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I get enough sweet lies to light up a city, sweet lies from not sweet people, like hopes are empty get my votes, the sap runs down the walls, the sky tries to melt, so questions linger oh the little hearts of blue, you don't know them, and really, they don't know you, with boxes in them, with their faces in squares, say the right words, make a science from emptiness, drink down your sorrows with the future bingo games, your lack of respect down the drain, toilets of the future talk to each other, say words like Love, and Trust, but stop with fuck, fuck, fuck.
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Are adults so sure that they are being adults anyway? Please define the adult world as not sex and violence or taboos or cussing or making...