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 Grandeur Of Melancholy

It was that talk is cheap
so I guess I spare too much of it.

That there is that click,
imagine if segregation 
was something prefered.

Look a certain way, 
so I change how
I feel so I fit in.
The breakfast club
that doesn't exist.

It looks like this.
But feels differerent.
Take a step back,
it is awfully cliche.

Life isn't a popularity contest
it is a place where it 
is more like time and
here after.

We. It becomes
a state of unity.
Us. Like if a formality 
before a dance between

two parties. That disagree 
because, well, because.

Nobody put them up to it.
Nothing made them this 
grandeur, idealistic, indifferent,
dark, brooding, boasting, braging.

Not so cool news
is that what is hot
is kind of not.

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