Is the bitter ramblings of someone is despair, or an eyewitness account of somebody living in a world that's not fair?
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Michael Rosé "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again" - Sylvia Plath
Michael Rosé All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another - Anatole France
Michael Rosé Your mind will be punched in a card and shut away in a little drawer. When they want you to buy something they will call you. When they want you to die for profit they will let you know. - Wendell Berry (Manifesto)
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Clean Slate I cannot resurrect again I am just going to have to start over From the beginning, and hope not to
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Michael Rosé My heart leaps up when I behold, A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be, Bound each to each by natural piety.
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Michael Rosé in the face of no hope, he is not one but three. Fear, Admiration and Glee
Michael Rosé was born with no experience, his death was caused by depraved indifference, and his epitaph will read good riddance
Michael Rosé can not be what you want me to be, he's not here to be fixed, so just leave him in his misery
What started off as heaven Fell into the hell I was running from I can still smell my self pity I can still see my anxiety I can still feel my rage ...
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