SERENITY'S FULCRUM
Just get away with being saved :
my first thought is to run rampant,
like an infant stretching on a couch.
And oh, all these self-important people.
My next thought is to hie from here, run,
go, flee, lest they paper my walls with
their own decay. (One way or the other,
I know I'm right).
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Without Love and Lust, what is this life:
a car horn blaring in the dead of night.
Just get away with being saved :
my first thought is to run rampant,
like an infant stretching on a couch.
And oh, all these self-important people.
My next thought is to hie from here, run,
go, flee, lest they paper my walls with
their own decay. (One way or the other,
I know I'm right).
-
Without Love and Lust, what is this life:
a car horn blaring in the dead of night.
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