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Now my color is the most violent of reds Once again I’m confronted with those vacant of thought A hand smears the lens black 30 days have come and 30 days have gone those 30 days of confrontation 30 days of wrong 30 days of introspection those 30 days I’ve grown strong 30 days have come and 30 days have gone 30 days of confusion after 30 days I know where I belong for 30 days I bled from a wound 30 days long 30 days have come and 30 days have gone when less than favorable situations arise the consideration of others is often over looked if it can be contorted to benefits oneself thanks “…dig the eyes out of my face and I can still see right fuckin’ through you…” ~chad~ Post a comment in response: |
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