I just don’t know
You profess and profess
Yet you run like the wind
I just don’t know
You gleefully admire
Yet you fail to connect
I just don’t know
You publicly, notably gush
Yet you pass without a nod
I just don’t know
You cite a crucial friendship
Yet you hide the signs
I just don’t know
You speak of kindred spirits
Yet you remain mum during the fire
A prison within the prisms
Strike a pose
State a phony truth
That is your authenticity
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psychologistmimi 
“Phony truth” – what a great oxymoron!
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I have known more than a few people like this. So very well put.
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Thanks. Definitely alot of people out there like these
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Wordidge and form, supreme write
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Cool piece!
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Thanks. Have a great one
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Reblogged this on Bariless.
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Thanks for the reblog
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