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Old Lies spread like wildfire.
Each one feeding the next.
Paranoid flames
Burst into air's back
In stabbing motions.
Blind and swinging
In all directions.
And burning impressions of others
Because of the insecurities found
Within the blaze...
You can only figure
This disease would trigger
A scorch...
So run and hide
Before we char grass
To dirt,
And dirt
To rock,
And rock
To earth core.
So wet with heat,
Such tempting lore.
A blessed curse
Enriched with dreams of power,
Girth and feeling.
You can sense it warm your face
As you approach.
And the madness it invokes
Is like a soaked orgasm
Mixed with coke.
And conscious screams
Just fade
To whispered dreams...
