Lying down like some mannequin..watch me roll
around watch you tumble down now I've got you're
attention..so walk the streets you might find me in
your dreams..I'd lie to you if you'd give me the chance..
Take my head hold my hand the joy is in the giving..
You're drunk yet I try to pretend..at the heart of
belief is a lie..You say you're alive,I say you're
dead and then some..It's all in the ride not so much
where you go..when you open your mouth you swallow
my soul..Even priests get weak with little boys who
are meek walking down the alter just to have a drink..
The polaroids prove my point so sad and disconcerning..
The reason I fall is for you to pick me up again..
That's what makes sense to me..That's why you're living
inside me..and my head just spins and they laugh
at me..and the blood is my reign and all my
tear drops turn into lemon drops that I swallow
and loneliness is my constant friend..the end..
By Rick Weber
March 3, 2013
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2013
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