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|Lexi.|Florida.|Fithteen.|Mysterious.|I may not be an ethical and moralistic but I am a human.
I still bleed a lustrous red, I still breath polluted air.
I wonder what the camera really sees.
I hear the faint crying song of a lonely bird.
I see flowers blossom in the harsh morning light.
I pretend to be a statue; cold and emotionless.
I feel the screams bellow deep inside of me..
I touch the shutter button, worry about the blurry result.
I am still alive.
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Im bored man ._.
i havent talked to tori in a while eh.