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May 10, 2009
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VANITY
Vanity: A cure for certain types of melancholy I get through each day Doing it exactly my way I try to maintain Honor and dignity. With a spirit that's carefree. It does sooth the pain At least mentally. I don’t always have control And I may be "stricken" and getting old …older But my fires haven’t gotten colder. When all is said and done I’m a handsome son –of -a - gun I do still have what it takes To make a heart or two ache. Vanity Is a cure for certain types of melancholy. It is the fuel injection That gets me passed Another rejection. Not really a sin. We all know The real show Is within I only wish they all could see The beauty inside of me.
— Geremia, May 10, 2009
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Darya
17 years 1 month ago
nice rhyming :)” To make a
Geremia
17 years 1 month ago
Thanks
Kailashana
17 years 1 month ago
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Nordic cloud
17 years 1 month ago
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