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Revolution! Revolution!
Let it burn
Leave it be
It struck me with
psychotic lightning
Fried brain cells
Duck tape the words on the wall
the wall
that I let you climb
the wall
that you've left your mark on
Dead cunt.
Its scratching for air
I feel dirty
I crave an awakening
So what do you see in your clouds now?
I see cancer
I see things unfinished
You didnt mean it
Everythings so revolting!
I wrote of it.
Once.
It took hours upon hours
just to tell you what I thought
So thats it?
youve put your picket sign down
you've stepped aside for the thrust
of the world
youve finially opened your fists
but have you realized I
never
told you
exactly what I thought
