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Haunted by your past, shit that you could never confess
Grabbing a hold of your body as your soul is laid to rest
Temptations thrown at you that you couldn't resist
A voice inside the head asking who the fuck is this?
You tried to kill the voice got a gun put it to your head but missed
By Miller Jivaro
Adam Yauch and his legacy. Intended to be a wide spectrum of work/projects most articles didn't mention.
[Since it was originally a blog post, I added a list of links which were originally embedded for the blog post; which can be seen after the article ends.]
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2