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  • Distorted Prose
  • Asylum (Permanent Underclass)
  • Culture for Dollars
  • Ever Somber
  • Absence
  • A Beast Caged
  • Bricks Crumble
  • Eyes to Form Shadows
  • Paragraphs Relentless
  • Abandoned Language
  • In Midst of Struggle
  • Opiate the Masses
  • Köner
  • Spiritual Healing
  • Content To Play Villain
  • Blessed Are They Who Bash Your Children's Heads Against A Rock
  • No Question
  • Speak Volumes
  • Stagnant Waters
  • Lynch
  • Starved For Truth
  • Corrupt (knuckle up)
  • Isolated Stare
  • Antichristo
  • Tarnished
  • ... From Mole Hills
  • Armed With Krylon
  • Hold Tight
  • Heads
  • Classical Homicide
  • Street Diction
  • (Subversive Script)
  • Who Medgar Evers Was...
  • Forever Close My Eyes
  • A Collection Of Miserable Thoughts Laced With Wit
  • Trampled Brethren
  • Voices Of The Ether
  • We Lost Sight
  • Gutter Tactics
  • Black Smoke Rises
  • 2012 (The Pillage)
  • Atypical Stereotype
  • Los Macheteros / Spear Of A Nation
  • Swollen Tongue Bums
  • Three Rocks Blessed
  • Images Of .44 Casings
  • The Untravelled Road
  • Praise Be The Man
  • Shattered
  • Streets All Amped

In midst of such madness I grasped that elusive real
You believe to know those surrounding your visual
So typical of life to slap me, to humiliate
Left irate I rely only on my hidden traits to stay the tide
All is mine to lose in my mind, although I have already lost all
I am appalled by these very friendly sights
I remain polite in proper society
They view me as the sewer

My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone
Your careless expression left my wrists torn
Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone
Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms

Saturated thoughts of you weigh so heavy
On a mind so weary
Always thought we'd have plenty
Never thought I'd be here now,
Without she who breaths for me
I gasp for that life
Oh, to lay my head 'mongst your curves
Oh, to speak those words

I stare from broken window
Eyes fixed upon your symbol
I suppose all things do pass
Wrist grazing glass,
White light at last gathers at feet caked in earth
My movements submerged by thickness in words
I laid my head 'mongst your curves
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