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Elevator To My Subconscious Part 2

How about the woman! His voice suddenly full of venom You know the one I speak of Let's commence her to squealin It's just a dream you know You are king of justification Let's ravage this little beauty And give her an education No!!! I quickly scream Never will I betray her It's the most beautiful love Someone like me could encounter I have hurt her enough She does not give herself lightly So under no circumstances Would I disrespect her dignity You violate women constantly, he says But "only in your mind" So you want humanity to evolve? This place stinks of your lies!!!!!! Yet you ridicule belief You call it "escape from thinking" But your contempt for women Has our little dream wreaking I don't hate women, I say Regardless of my ex-wife She was taught to think in lack Since day one of her life Then again they have always known How best to hurt me But they are just products Of a reactionary society As far as the government It's exactly the same thing We're a drone hive of escapists Hiding in the denial of beliefs But I don't exempt myself My escapism is becoming clear I desperately wanted to find you And overcome my fears He mocks me with applause You should run for President I've found the missing link Let's build you a towering pyramid Suddenly he is behind me Whispering quietly in my ear Cold chills cover my body As I succumb to desperate fear I begin frantically running To the sound of a demonic lullaby His laughter mocking every step The hallway suddenly dark as night My hair standing on end Suddenly he is in front of me And black eyes step into my body As I wake to the alarm clock's ring

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/28/2011 3:50:00 PM
k, kinda deja vuish, too, but like a negative (you remember negatives back when film used to exist?) when i was in elementary school there were boys' and girls' playgrounds but i liked kickball better than jacks and jumprope, so I got in trouble a lot but didn't matter cause scored plenty and made my share of outs, too. Diggin your poetry, DfB, thanks!namaste~N
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