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I live in antique dreamsOf flower gardens that bloom lovers
And lives that don’t end in tragedy
Gold flecked lies that keep me breathing
That steal my breath away
There is no room for error
No place for a lonely soul
We cater only to the wealthy and the formally engaged
I live in antique dreams
Of gilded rooms with picture windows
And a world that is truly flat
Life in slow motion for the slow of mind
For the weak of mind
This is no world for the homely
No place for strangers
We play along and never ask why
Because it has never crossed our mind…
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kurosora1984 [2008-06-01 12:32:15 +0000 UTC]
That's good...I really like the last two lines, they remind me of my experiences with the rich. Time was, I got a chance to see how the much-wealthier-than-I'll-ever-be live, and my main conclusion after a long time was that they never think. They don't even seem to miss thinking. They're either too busy working or playing, distracting themselves.
But anyway. ^_^ Like it!
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