Friday, December 6th, 2013
Nowhere, No Home
Unsustainable lies built at small testaments
Isolated with drawing out the lies
Guzzled desert teats a blackmailed precedent
We crow we cry we show we sigh — nowhere's nigh
We won't deny what's conveniently supplied.
Personally, I recommend listening to it loud. That will give you the better sense of the thing.
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