January 2012

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Violence and Poetry

Am I,  sharp as a knife? Digging into your spine. Am I, late enough? Well no one was watching. I need your serpent blood, so

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To Feel Love Again

Will you keep waiting for the sun to come? I keep eating lies and taking home goodbyes. I talked to all your friends, they told

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When I Became Crazy

So here I stand and I wait I am waiting for you all. So irate and confused,  they’re waiting for me to fall I took

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What Makes A Man

Cut me into pieces and put them all together again. There is nothing I’ve been able to hide from you.  You will always see whats

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