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Submitted:Sep 25, 2012 Reads: 7 Comments: 0 Likes: 1
Looking down
Gun Barrel Tongue
Swearing Truth
like Buckshot.
Flags of Fire
Held High
Like The
Fist.
Revolutionary
Evolution airwaves.
The Radio Savior.
Modest Puppet
Pulling strings
Of Chanting
masses.
Infected Drones
Spreading
Hivemind
Like Poison.
Blinding eyes
To Placebo
Dreams
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Other writing by J Christopher Bartley Drop the Bomb Amerika Home is where the Heart is.. La Madonna Obscura Driving after Midnight The sweetest Rose.
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