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Jul 2010
the lost battalions of the soul-------
they fight on where-ever they are ,(they say)

the lost lovers lie still as death on flamining hillsides
wondering where the angels as promised just hap to be
but you, my friend, are gone from here
and who knows when you will dare show your face?

chicken-lickin cowards, all.

grubbing and grunting with the ******* smile still glued  to the masks that are formed from being graceless and stupid in amerikka

oh well

its only few small steps to macdonalds or
disneyworld

a few small steps to the liquor store

a few small steps and the pusher man

will be there.com

and coming forward with lady gaga videos and tales
of the heros like michael jackson.com

and the baseball scores

and i will soon be dead and hopefully quiet but don't bet on it

for the lost battalions fight on and on wherever they are

even if they themselves don't know

where that is
Written by
jeffrey robin
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