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Sociology of Deviance (Free verse) by blackball

Your blackened hand fell closer to me in the exhaustion of screaming...i wanted to go home shattered glass all around the road ravelling on beyond the rain soaked sun the song in my mind was left screaming back to the beginning of time then the fireglow you put it out

blackball 29-Nov-02/1:39 AM
i dunno...i think it brings conclusion to the whole image




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