Only in the making of movies,
Are actors found to be handed scripts.
To then learn lines some find to be tedious.
And time well spent is sacrificed to deliver,
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One's enjoyment to do what one does,
May be easy for others to critique...
As if this authority to do this,
Had to them been given using limited skills...
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I don't know why,
You believed I was older than you.
I use to be.
But you and aging have become much closer.
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You have no idea,
What you've done.
You have no idea...
None.
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Your campaign to ease your pain,
By the chopping off your nose...
Just may work.
Since those blinders you have on your eyes,
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Don't trouble me with your own needs.
Don't trouble me with that you see.
Don't trouble me with your beliefs.
You've got your troubles,
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My foot finally struck,
Upon you in a place...
I promised you it would land.
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Why are those people strutting around,
With such a pulchritudinous arrogance.
As if they've been hypnotized,
By a scent of their own greatness.
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There would be no friend of mine,
Pretending to be one all the time...
That would talk about me behind my back.
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I know of no 'other' one...
NO ONE,
Who would turn their back...
On their worldly possessions,
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