2003-01-21 - 7:29 p.m.
Pseudocide
The locks inside are blowing out
The ageless wise shred past all doubt
A vow etches through clay
that I can do without
I tell myself just one more time
It's a long way down
Still, I commit the crime
of launching off the ground And I know no right
as I try to fight
And the air feels tight
with none to invite
as untruth grows white Rage in motion
Brave explosion Discard all your evidence
drying the paint thin
Better care through relevance
Let the wounds begin A bald emotion holds the knife
One last implosion cuts my life
Afraid the fun will stop
bruised hands strangle strife
I look below at fleeing slime
It's a long way down
Afraid my hopes will drop
I breathe in every sound And I pierce the flight
as I feel it's might
And absorb my blight
to gain more insight
And I know no right Rage in motion
Brave explosion Time measured in existence
classified in thoughts
Better death through resistance
and lost forget-me-nots
They're all we've got
Sacrifice my modesty
what little I wore
Better life through honesty
and all it can endure Rage in motion
Brave explosion
Bald emotion
Last implosion
Die
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