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Colorblind painter
I'm beginning to believe that someone's getting tired of being used
years of salt eroded in a stream where life won't grow
eons melted into nothing
everything pulls just a little too hard
this is the improvement we were promised so long ago
And here,
Old Scratch just won't let go of our legs
and it's gone on so long we can't help but begin to enjoy it
I can't help but think a bargain could have been made
And made it could have been...
but we were just a little too busy suckling on the crusty nozzle of faux-enlightenment to make it
when the steps towards nirvana only lead back to the crumbling cave we crawled out of
one can't help but question...
something
What that something in question to be questioned is, however
figure it out for yourself
I'm no thinker
they only pay me here to sweep up the floor
Come on now, no more weakness
eyes wide open...
In the end, I guess the devil's easier avoided than the taxman
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Wholeheartedly yours,
The Good Reverend Dirtbag
Last edited by Flaming_Rat; 07-25-2008 at 05:46 AM.
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