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The Cardinal Nomads: Southwest.

In Uncategorized on September 30, 2012 at 10:00 pm

Shame, cruel, guilt for the way I act and feel, always having to bow and kneel.  Never a king a paupers glare, Hey! where’s my share.  Why that old thing it dried up and blew away, you were far to mundane.  Hex a spec of lint or glint in your eyes?  Too bad your libido sad, childhood decay.  The singular notion, self doubt an ocean, can’t overcome emotion.  And all the while they’ll smile, tell you you’re the best, inside, the guano nest infest, as rabid bats for self pity gnaw away- does nothing for your composition.  Hiccup, fart, cry, sigh, it wont change the way you feel inside.  Alone we stand; the world our view, look away and it’ll kill you