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May 2015
So now you kicked me down
Threw me into the pile of old shoes
Old shoes being tossed around in bins
Tearing the flesh from my bones
Watching the vultures fly from sight

Now you're walking safe
Safe and sound from true love
Cradled in the arms of a different man
Love is lost after all
She calls him Sergeant in bed too, I bet on it

Here she goes, inviting me over to drink with MY FRIENDS
This odor of ***** and *** when I enter
Bad, Bad, Bad idea, Bad idea
You're walking safe
To a different car, to go to a show
Some band you just overrated

While you were gone, My bones
Pressed against metal and cheap plastic
I unleashed my anger with a single strike
A tequila bottle dangling in my left hand
You're Walking safely to your future
While I endanger myself, put forth unto nature
She is my muse, adding to the fire
Don't worry, I'm walking safe
Michael Thomas Gary
Written by
Michael Thomas Gary  Long Beach, Washington
(Long Beach, Washington)   
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   --- and Cold-Bones
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