Simple, Materialistic
Demons all around me
Waiting to suck out my soul
Angels have also found me
Waiting for me to pay their toll
Rain falls downs on you
It drenches your cotton clothes
Piercing sun still surrounds you
Making dreary feelings decompose
Why are you touched by materials
The way I am touched by the mind?
You love the taste of your cereal
It reminds me of a simpler time
Copyright © Johnny H. | Year Posted 2009
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