Monday, November 19, 2007

Lost Water-casks

We hurt

nothing else makes us human
so im angry
frustration festers like gangrene
this cant be what i'm fighting for
heavens, say there's more

i want to believe again
but where is my shepherd?
reality's got me untethered
the darkness leaning in
i just want to be weak
we are kidney stones
in the belly of a freak

the hurt is all we own

love is all we speak
but when that love is grown
it will sprout a leak
dont stain your shirt
evolve
because flirt or hurt
the world will revolve

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