CreativitysCreation's Blog

March 28, 2011, 7:26 am
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Again and again, decisions come to decisions.
What’s an assessment without exact precision?
Accuracy, at best, is an estimation of form.
Perfection, in the least, took the world by storm.

Swallowed up by the desire to always be a winner.
Dust from dust got wrapped up in becoming a sinner.
Hush to hush we deny the power of thought.
Take what we make and replace it with what we’ve bought.

Three letters, no matter the word made,
Are either about love, life, sex, or getting paid.
A world of consumption meeting a fate of a needle head
When the world slows down, learn from me; I sped.

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