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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
| Another day and I just might go mad. June 23, 2002 10:07 p.m. Related Reading I haven't decided if it's a good thing or a bad thing that I always find song lyrics that match exactly what I'm feeling. And what lyrics are those you ask (actually I know, your dreading my telling you.) It's another Poe song. I could have gone mad. "I've got to keep hold of myself Is that really you or is it someone else? I Swear,......it look just like him. The one who doesn't know what a state I'm in Like a broken bridge have to swing on him Just like a jungle gym. There's this guy who goes to the coffee house who looks almost exactly like T, and everytime I see him it almost gives me a heart attack, I saw him to day, and I was absolutely convinced, ..he was going in as I was walking out to put something in my car, and when I came back he was leaving, ...so I ran in and asked my friend who was working at the time if he new the guys name.......of course it wasn't him. |
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