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Whenever you think of me
I'm just lost flawed beauty.
We were always meant to be
madness always set me free.
I learned my ABC's and read the secrets.
  Words like puzzle pieces showed me truth's
  that Gods never thought we'd understand.
  I found poetry at world's darkest edge
  when flying too close to her boiling sun
  at midnight in my blind blank black heart.
  Ginsberg told of his generation's addiction
  crawling at dawn to find their needed fix
  what rough beasts, their hour comes due
  slouches towards our Bethlehem
  to deliver the final crucifixion.
All the kings lied.
All the pawns died.
Lonely lovers cried.
Justice again denied.
Cannot change fate
once more checkmate.
Checkmate!
Death's lipstick kiss
fire's breath and rain
in blood war's red mist
we pray stop the pain.
I'm launched into life
from silence into noise
no choices just chance
don't tilt against boys.
Capture my face on rough paper.
Press hard make thick graphite lines.
Bonnie and me on a bank caper
G men made us pay for our crimes.
I didn't mind the dying as such
as our beauty shot to hell so much.
We all **** near died
fighting the thunder.
Lucky ones survived.
Interlude Down Under.

War's widows ****
in desperate hope
to find Love's luck
in one more trope.
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