Tricky
Stagnant

Go FishThe king of clubs Who ruled the night And loved his women bound Stole the queen of hearts And other parts And none of them could be foundGo Fish
He was their god And they his gems The diamonds in the rough He took their souls The dark dank holes And could not get enough
The deck he used To hide their face All flushed from death's pursuit The spades, the wild,
Are you with child?
Let's bloody the very root
You stupid trick There is no love The bridges have all been burned He cuts you through It'


Cultural FrusterationPrim and proper Head up Eyes down Always comply with authorityCultural Frusteration
Lost self identity Holding out for a larger sum Which sells a million souls For a flag
Waging war with words Holding the gun to their head Babbling incoherently It's legal
Sweet babies starving All to justify pride Of a little boy playing With his bloody threatened toys Red in the face from screaming White with the realization And terror with the lost cause Blues sung to deaf ears
| breathe, calmly now bite my lip and tremble sob silently, clenching teeth "Prisoner number 546310.." i can’t believe my own hypocrisy look at my face! sense what i’ve just done “turned herself in..” the death of two in one refrained from persuading me from trusting nature “wanted to be punished..” guilty pleasures turn to guilt pure and thick give me life, fucking life. “for being human.” |
didn't realize you were lorraine.
until now.
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I will not be bound by the shackles of reason.
have a good one.
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-Soldiers, what do we pursue?!
-World Domination sir!
-In the name of what do we fight for?
-In the name of BADASSNESS, sir!
-Are you willing to die for this cause?!
-SIR, NO SIR. WE ARE IMMORTAL SIR!
-Now we're talking...
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I will not be bound by the shackles of reason.
--
-Soldiers, what do we pursue?!
-World Domination sir!
-In the name of what do we fight for?
-In the name of BADASSNESS, sir!
-Are you willing to die for this cause?!
-SIR, NO SIR. WE ARE IMMORTAL SIR!
-Now we're talking...
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"The world is rarely seen in color, because no one wants to be holding the paint brush."
"It's never about what you get in the end, it's the wisdom you gain getting there."
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I will not be bound by the shackles of reason.
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