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Plastic Paradise
this looks like heaven but feels like hell...a purgatory prison in a frozen cell smiles are wide and teeth white as full moons if this is a blessing it looks more like a curse straight lines and perfection...digital nazis pushing buttons and pulling erections dark detective of a false facade a mad masquerade full of wannabe slobs...twist the knob cause i wanna go home an iron door opens and three doors close... white walls, florescent lights illuminating neverending halls...looking for a phone to make a long distance call answering machine beeps...i hear jokers and jackals...they're all laughing at me i start to run but i fall on my face...leather and lace in nine inch heels standing over me with a whip in her hand and a mask on her face lift the skirt to put in the work...cause sex is not just a job...it's a sport damn that hurts! acid squirts from every socket...now i'm running like a rocket mangled now by a million mannequins...hard artificial limbs they strangle me i join their ranks like a prisoner of pain...o God send your acid rain i see strangers walk past the window...keep walking don't stop or go slow there's always room for one more in this cosmetic creepshow i see friends and i see foes...they laugh they point...drinking liquor and smoking joints suspended animation still my soul gets stabbed like an exclamation point... i see a girl i used to love back when love was real...before my fate got sealed tears start to flow from this counterfeit clown this plastic paradise is just a soul graveyard anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
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