Shackles of the status quo's bondage to the metric ton of neatly
alphabetized and color-coded subgenres.
Serving to feed the motivations of inspirational status seekers. Driven by the self-serving hidden agendas of monetary and emotional greed.
Standing on the sidelines and perpetuating a plagiarized self-expression.
Pretentious manipulation driven by shallow intentions.
Victims and perpetrators equally guilty for allowing the lingering emptiness of insecure projections to persist.
Counterfeit ramblings of a homogenized identity attempting to diminish the authentic, unapologetic brilliance of the white-hot laser that incinerates any and all deception and exposes the unspoken flaw.
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