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Use me holly come on 8:37 p.m. 2004-03-20 Crystalline city reigned over by emotional tyranny the people wander through Life as it always was The perfect lines of perfect architecture The seedy glow of your neon advertisment See it for what it is now pristine and stable For all the lives it steals Visions of future events imbedded firmly between cornea and eyelid Imprint of prophecy on the current state of things I see These buildings all broken down stained with flames from souls intolerable Streets crowded with the stench of bodies This blood flows like the river With a breath this will begin Silent are these ruined streets Skyscrapers metaphors for relationships and every dead body a tear i shed for you In the light of what you see happening Do you see? back & forth |