Blackness Resides
in blackness resides,
the everything inside,
but too powerful to know,
easy as you go,
driven to suicide, bro,
too many names many places,
the subconcious erases,
a thousand voices in time,
schizophrenia i know seems to flow,
and the guilt of the crimes,
and your heart beats in time,
for the mortal cant know,
too awful to show,
why he's doing his time in the Earth...
Don Johnson
re: ABC of Life by David Williams
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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