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Gord

2024-09-20 09:01 pm
Have dreams,
That's how you achieve them,
Not bat ears and canned heat.

Billy Bragg says 'freedom is' ,
But whiskey is softer on ears,
Randy Blythe pushes people,
Carried off as he prescribes.

Chlorine, yonder, sapphire dyes,
In your heart you can see their eyes,
You never fully extinguish a life. 

Murderer, she says, most immodest,
Mostly chlorine water in response,
Yonder, the noble's calling,
It turned her to stone on the inside.
To me, like sapphire and diamonds.

To her, being pushed from a stage,
Down past concrete, into a grave. 
Into the maze, blue, into the grey. 
Now you are mine forever.

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