Never forget that you got in our way
when we were only a kid
busing our ass to school every day
until we no longer did
a transitional life is all we were left
when you pulled that from under our feet
now you're in charge and we voted for you
some reparations sure would be neat
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Shadows of Possibility
below the shorn stumps the chemicals seep heavy metals and petroleum chemical coca cola precipitation on solvent as gravity pulls and draw...
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you were a blister an irritating sore spot where toe rubbed on shoe
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pomegranate red dangles from tip of long branch empowers our dread a grim portent or omen six seeds of seasons in hell
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sell ourself at Gipodrom howl at bloody moons feed and nourish our own muse in cold poverty's embrace listen for new rhythms and si...
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