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Aug 2015
Your journey
through blood tube
it won't take long
like some capsule for conquest

We will wait and wait
for the horizon

The blood suckers
are all human
They are all in suits
and they grin all the time
because they know
we are locked down
they own us
Knuckle Deep

From the window
it all appears
through glass
through shard and shine
but the mind is home for now
the mind is safe for now....only for now

This will not heal
This will not mend
Matthew Walsh
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Matthew Walsh  United States
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