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God St. and Vine

Needles filled with smack

 

Junkies filled with pain

 

Garbage and filth

 

Mercy and grace

 

The lovers are there also

 

So is the beast

 

Nature's way- adding to acres of longing

 

She is there, dried blood in her hair

 

He is there, soul gripped with loss

 

The devil flips a coin

 

Angels sing, so we can dance

 

Ask for help- to advance

 

They are all watching

 

They are all walking

 

The low and the high

 

You can find me

 

At God St. and Vine

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julian
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Feb 10, 2012
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