Monday, November 2, 2009

For Thee

For Lasting Sanity
I watch the shores on sand
Trace the lines in my hand
And wait for God

For Remaining Humanity
I pump blood way too fast
Become strapped to the mast
Dreams only

For Echoing Brutality
I clench my chains
I tear skies from planes
Sweet Explosions

For Lost Causes
I would like to stop
This is the way I drop
I am one

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