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Subject: Swan Song


Author:
smilinmike
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Date Posted: 05:05:38 02/07/03 Fri

Song Swan

Made what I lost
When all bets were off
Sweated out the last of a dead man's regret
Debt
Spent the rest on the cost
Nothing left but the rust and the moss
Made nothing
Talked about something
Special
An angel and the devil
Walked in
And took it all back
The axe cracked
Taxed
A wolverine and an owl
Out on the prowl
Wisdom
Seeing in visions
Following my insurrection
Waiting for decisions
If it's strike number three
All this greed needs what ain't me
I'm up here in the attic
Waiting for my lucky seven
Manic
Face
Lit up brighter than seven eleven
My kind mind remembering
The highway lines in heaven
My falling behind
And all the times that I find
I watch me
I talked to me
The way that I cost me
And I resented
And my old sold soul repented
The nights and the days
Dazed and awake
A slave for the sake
Of the love that I gave
For my friends that I saved
When they needed me
And I stayed
Despite court ordered boredrom
The ministries whole damn devils boardroom
Enlisted in Systems
By whores
One room
No doors
Can't get out
Can't shout
Ending to a means
Love and hate
Playing In the same three themes
Green
Like the eyes in my dreams
The ones I wanted to love
The lies of a dove
I can't get enough of
Documented
In poetry
Floated
Floating
Flowing
In floetry
My song rolls on
My song swan
Gone
As golden breaks
On a yellow dawn

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