Suspended

You've captured my imagination, charasmatic mess, in the wake of your =
devestation, I'm your best work yet. Fascinating back drop of romantic =
poverty, obsessed with herbs and healing cures, obsessed with healing =
me! But you're the one that's dying, a sudden downpour fading fast, =
rapidly unwinding to a bitter draft. Around your high poetic brow, =
around your pleasant neck, a veil of grandiosity competes with epithets. =
You're better off relying on meteorology than to keep on justifying why =
you impose on me. Your path of mass destruction will blow right by me =
now, you dissipate your energy you cannot knock me down.
Submitted by: Mel

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In your eyes we've always
Been the bad guys
Droppin' false knowledge
You're just full of lies
You've misled our youth
Distracting them with fantasy
But your plan backfired
Blewout into reality

I've taken on losers
Like you in my past
So why should I stoop
To your sorry ass
I thought you were my friend
But you showed me disgrace
I'll slap you with
reality across your face


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