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2006-03-02 23:05:04 (GMT)

waking up...like a memory

what is it i hear
out there in the street
stories of you and all your deceit
but fear not your soul 
fear not your heart
i fear not for i know
that you never took part
deep in my blood soaked thoughts
i remember all the haunting taunts
seeing as if for the very first time
i find my scream and 
hear the whine
the thin light of your pen 
coming closer and then 
your strong feared hard hands
on top of my skin
you pull from your bag a big
long dirty rag
to gently wrap me up like your kin
they all spoke of you 
the mean grizzly hard Hue.
but you were my hero
i must prove you true.