Well, We All Have Our Differences...

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By Lovecrafter

Your friends So well attired My soul So very tired Your eyes So sharply quick My head So badly sick Your trends So well equipped My hands So deeply whipped Your dyes So darkly lit My dreams So brightly fit Your bends So well twisted My hopes So well misled Your lies So swifltly killed My fears So slowly filled Here's another discussion topic. Oh come on you know you love these. All right...Have you ever felt like your best friend or just anyone in particular just does not understand you?

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