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On The Bus
I'm so low I feel the floor Dragging at my face Leaving scores Tattooed on my skin Unwanted Unneeded Unreconciled Disillusions gathering Like crows At the feast Over the corpse That is my own Splayed out In public Disfigurement For all to see When is the next Hearse out of here...
"Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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