Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Teuday

I know whats going on, because i see what's happening.  I know whats happening, because i see what we have done.  I want to use my brain to pick up all the trash and make it clean.  I don't want to use my body, I don't want to catch no disease.  I can feel the blue skies turning black.  I can feel the bugs crawling up my back, as i lay on the ground with the sound of dust ringing in my head.  All that rust bringing out the red, eating metal like a piece of bread.

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