strangers in a sea of cameras

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the world has made us strangers

lips without lipstick

and I am without a name

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what will they call me when my life is spent?

when I am buried

or worse

burnt

cast out into the wind

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for there are no mirrors beyond the time of death

no facebook

no instagram

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the earth cannot validate this mind

that cries out for a compliment 

~

the wind cannot caress this face

when all I am is ash