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It has begun:
Not locked but the frock is still placed around an empty being a soul in disgrace, tasteless nearly faceless it erases all emotion my mind without a life-raft on these seas of commotion catch my notion what ensues the gifts maybe clues perhaps prepaid dues no laces on my shoes lest I jest the ring around my neck was a noose as the train screams by the caboose I latch with zeal if only I could feel must I peel each layer or am I the pantomime player whose magic shamans riding brahman bulls it's dull but the sting is acute I've lost my drive I'm just a suicidal bee and the world is my hive, no jive I strive to reach an equitable shift but continually rise and fall on this "bi-polar" drift.
never~ 2008
"He Who Knows Others Is Wise. He Who Knows Himself Is Enlightened." - Tao Te Ching
"One mind, any weapon." - Hunter B. Armstrong
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