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Dinosaur angels roamed the green sky Never looking to the blue earth above They were put in their place Never made a mistake But were exterminated just the same I know how it feels to be rare and unwanted Everything you touch gets cuts up You’re the humble, grotesque beast And the world is your china shop The human race sticks together Hard to feel sympathy for anything else- Even for something it created A ******* chased by neighborhood watch The ghost in the lens is squirming A live insect trapped in amber A dinosaur in a museum An angel in a cloud
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Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 6:57 PM UTC
Ghost in the Lens
Dinosaur angels roamed the green sky Never looking to the blue earth above They were put in their place Never made a mistake But were exterminated just the same I know how it feels to be rare and unwanted Everything you touch gets cuts up You’re the humble, grotesque beast And the world is your china shop The human race sticks together Hard to feel sympathy for anything else- Even for something it created A ******* chased by neighborhood watch The ghost in the lens is squirming A live insect trapped in amber A dinosaur in a museum An angel in a cloud
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Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 6:57 PM UTC
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