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Dust To Death To a Mind of Many

Dust to death of a mind of many. "I'm so tired of pleasing others, from the front of faces of the fake, that they do not understand that my mind is open minded, than seeing the shallow side of life, these people question others but do not see of their own moves, today has truly made my point. My quotes are here to awaken, that you don't dare to cross... My views and expressions are unheard-of, that seems to be the opposite of the reality of life to some.... I'm here to open minds yet they'll bring me down no matter of my own words of wisdom, My ears burn on fire within this from the good and even the bad I've done, But not one has viewed their own trauma... Just repeating words of others that don't exist, to secure their own fakeness and inside of a day that didn't happen the day you're in today, that corrupts their own thoughts towards others. My view is so wrong it's right to others this one reason trust doesn't exist towards a story of love true love, of words that please the fake to raise their own fantasy. So please if you are one of those please avoid me as I no longer have the energy to consent to my foolishness of life, please and do not contact me within a shallow mind, the words of love from any mouth means nothing to me nowadays, it's the true connections of my own dimensions the are warm but it indeed is rare...." -Ds-

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