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Friday, March 4, 2005


Glass puppets and Raven's wings.
No one controls me
not the leaders
not the goverment
not even the birds that see
my own blood laying
upon the broken strings
that held me like a
glass puppet
not the strangers that saw
my head in a bucket
vomit and blood
esacping from my stomach
like water from a jug
like ashes from a fire
the wall grows higher
the ravens wings fall
like rain on my head
heavy and blood red
i know who i am
the wall is decaying
quickly yet slowly
i see the faces
of different races
the ones im ment to know,
but don't
they take my hand
and say...
your not alone glass puppet
take your head from the bucket
shake the heavey,blood red
feathers of the raven
and rest your spinning head

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