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Nov 2010
and the sight that sees.....

(.....and the fullness of.....)

the streets that twist and turn

and the losers and the lame

and the poets and the saints

---

strength

crushed like a child's toy

crushed like a child's body
in the "greed"

--

we

--

and are we seen?

and are we known?

and do we see and know?

and do we care to even try

to care at all?

--

flimsy
images of you there
naked
sheets
and dreams

dreams that want to die

--

we want EVERYTHING!

EVERYTHING!

--

we are THE MEN

--

we want EVERYTHING

you can keep "the rest"
Written by
jeffrey robin
469
   Pink Taylor and Robert Purvis
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