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NeWBoRN

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Suppose i rose from the grave a slave to the wage i wage my soul to get out of this hole in my cave i awake couldve sworn id torn these sheets to the bone dry i close my eyes free of tears my fears dissapear fear of rejection rejecting injection no infection clear complexion x after close inspection my intention of perfect perception blurred by incomprehention with no intention at this age the space age these words on this page are set. recite the alphabet ABC double the E make it stronger and longer untill love is all we see and hear so clear like music to my ears a man with no plan after all these years can i cra the lessons of life into 10 seconds i reckon im wreckin my brain sells hell at half price life what do you make of it i break a bit a slice of time cheap red wine not mine stolen from the cellar in san francisco where will this go words just seem to flow from where i dont know silence severe lack of violence and i know that this goes much further than cisco a break no i think slow the drugs make me think slow to the dream of heaven we're livin in hell do you think so.
Dont............
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I enjoyed that ever-so much that I took it upon myself to write my own...
I sit here as I stab with this knife and bleed away my life, all the strife, all these tears through the years of my fears fly by and see what life brings, watch it stroll through as the pendulum swings, all these things with their stings make us all puppets on strings and so I cry and wonder why, as I try to fly away from the pain of this rain that falls on my face driving me insane, berserk, hard at work, just to sell hard in hell so I dwell and they all fell to their knees, begging please, mercy for these, or those, who knows more than you, more than I and I swear that you care, or you swear that I bear that which is not fair so I stare into the mix of all this… which is he, he? No not me, at least you see, now you’re free, but are we…? We are not free from the cage, bondage full or rage, so just stab and watch as the dab of the blood in the mud falls faster and faster, as life ticks away. Away, gone astray, most emotions at bay, we say, and we stare and we care, but we find ourselves unworthy of all that is unnerving…
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It's like this... kill me and I die... kill me and I smile... will you kill me now?
 
wow... to both of you - i definitely like it. when just flowing like that - its amazing what comes out
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Mella
 
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