Monday, August 15, 2005

Iran

Rancid Vida.
Why?
I see myself reflecting in your eyes.
Vulnerability in the light.
I cast you a stone.
Why.
This must be legendary or not...
you're very liberated.
But I look to the past I own,
more then just how frightened you get with me.
Rancid Vida.
No more.
I care...
no more.

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