Friday, October 23, 2009

Rubbing Alcohol

For those that stand on martyr's beliefs
crush their fabled spirit
freedom rains like acid
the smell of burning flesh
overwhelming
and I
didn't bring an umbrella
underneath it all lies
what most hold dear
fear and anxiety runs
ur life my dear
we run like deer
till we are all shot
and danger will soon
get us all killed
sleep with one eye
open
keep one ear
open
dance with me
for i don't know
when another chance
like this will come again

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