Sep 2013
Something like octane
distant
profane
It's a longing
believing in belonging
taken by the need
salivating from memories
Something like octane
burning
insane
Resonating shouts of joy
spark controversy
Bipartisan all of us beset
By greed for what we ***
Something like octane
charged
heart engorged
distant
profane
It's a longing
believing in belonging
taken by the need
salivating from memories
Something like octane
burning
insane
Resonating shouts of joy
spark controversy
Bipartisan all of us beset
By greed for what we ***
Something like octane
charged
heart engorged
Some reason I have had this olfactory memory of the stuff...
Drugs are bad so the government tells me so.
Drugs are bad so the government tells me so.
(Archdale N.C.)
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