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To be like a helium balloon
Empty and Plastic
Like a gilded glass bauble...
Buckling and cracking when tested
With all the depth of a petri dish
You enthuse about trivialities
That will be soon forgone for the latest glammer
The neon paints of your manicure
Obliterate the tragedies
In the Newspaper you spread
To save your tablecloth
And what if I decided to pry open the door to your soul...
And found only wallpaper?