Monday, April 02, 2012

Hardcore truth.

  
"We talk but say nothing,
We look but see only the surface.
We hide behind masks,
Letting no one in.
We are strangers, you and I,
Though we pretend to be friends.
Perfectly imperfect,
Known by none.
Strangers to all,
Even ourselves,
We pretend to be someone else.
Perfect strangers to the end."

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