January 2011
Day in, Day out
Speak your lies,
you pure-faced sinner.
Foul the air with broken truths,
a poison made for consumption
Bottle it up and sell it to the masses.
Get them hooked as children,
they’ll be buying for ages.
You see it on the store shelves;
mass produced poison.Break the bottles open,
drowning in purified sin.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7
The lower you go, the further from heaven.
We dull our senses;
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