and when the sun looks at me i feel alright aint nothing but a moment before it turns away the humidity tripped me off of my feet last night and when i looked up i saw that i had nothing to say i think i would like people more if they think more like me so quietly i wait for my inner revolution when the eagle can soar forward towards the sea ill aim at the beast in the name of retribution now im looking down the barrel of a gun son of gun son of a sam son of a man who is a brother to sam and if they see my shadow they should run and i wont halt till im down spreading all my salt across the land
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 00:33:19 +0000
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