A knife in the back of the collective man
Let's start with something drastic
Fire for fire
Dear fireman
Lit a match to find
the matchstick
I've been slowly
Draining my own
Life
What I do might surprise you
I know where you are
Dear prey
I know
I know where you are
Dear, pray
I know
Wordplay and associates
Let's make a collective
Trying hard to sound
Indulgent
Let's be protective
Plastic linings
and glad tidings
Keep away the kids
Pills from Docs
and bills from Crocs
We're living in the skids
******* away our youth in Jack
Let's pour another round
I want to be the man you run to
The man you're glad you found
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 11:15 PM UTC
A knife in the back of the collective man
Let's start with something drastic
Fire for fire
Dear fireman
Lit a match to find
the matchstick
I've been slowly
Draining my own
Life
What I do might surprise you
I know where you are
Dear prey
I know
I know where you are
Dear, pray
I know
Wordplay and associates
Let's make a collective
Trying hard to sound
Indulgent
Let's be protective
Plastic linings
and glad tidings
Keep away the kids
Pills from Docs
and bills from Crocs
We're living in the skids
******* away our youth in Jack
Let's pour another round
I want to be the man you run to
The man you're glad you found
I drank a little, and this bled onto hellopoetry. Enjoy!
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