Ties of a Kind

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Sometimes it seems to leak out my my mind like a toothpaste in a tube...Just write whatever comes into your head.

"Lecia lora full of love, joyous in her ease

did no harm dem pictures of you

Laughing dear god please."

(run run run find the mutaul fear

burning up all your soul

have a try, fing out why...

...why the beating takes its toll)

"no more the thought of my being.

Have a slice of humanity.

Cant you erase what they have seen?

Have a slice of humanity

Don't that unrest make them unclean?"

(At noon seems to bring in wind

cold and harsh against the earth

The bodies of the fallen lay across ash

and the bodies of the fallen which

cese to lie, the innocents have died

all was but taken, burnt, destroyed

the innocents that have come to die.)

"Lecia lora full of ease, rotting in the soil

did no harm dem pictures of you

Makes meh blood bubble boil."

"Can't you earse what you have seen?

You cant erase what you have seen.

For that unrest speaks of the unclean.

For thats what makes us human beings."

(run run run find the mutaul fear

burning up your soul

have a try, fing out why

the beating takes its toll,

Yo)


Submitted: July 08, 2009

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