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The Hate Machine

bricks and bars and dirty white walls nobody cares whenever you fall nobody answers when you make collect calls nobody thinks of you at all... dropped like a dime in a bottomless well...can't wrap my mind around this man made hell gladiators yell and guards cast lots...bettin life or death where warriors get popped fists into flesh to amuse and amaze the game never ends and it's not a bad dream... doing time in the hate machine never think of consequences...come to your senses fried to a crisp on electrified fences too late for repentance...no end to the sentence division like insane incisions where racist pigs rule reigning in blood,badges,and big black boots peace signs like war crimes get tried...on the stand committing purgery lying dirty devils soon put in soul surgery no rest for the wicked,addicted,obnoxious and obscene... doing time in the hate machine cops,crooks,fall guys and mobsters gettin cooked,baked and boiled like lobsters stick up kids leaving tire tracks and mile long skids burning white lips from crackhead strips gangster ghouls subtracting love and adding misery black blanket parties inside perverts dreams... doing time in the hate machine anthony_beesley@yahoo.com

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Date: 8/21/2010 6:33:00 PM
Anthony, the perfect wOrds 2 make me feel it all. U my poet friend described my deep abyss. I lOved the dime line falling in a bottomless well*luv ~SKAT
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Date: 8/16/2010 2:13:00 PM
been there done that.
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