Friday, 1 May 2009

Trail of Dead

Trail of Dead, originally uploaded by Poison Arms.

The chains lie broken one by one
Of the molten- sod illusion of a broken home
It's a street fight, it's a Friday night alone
It's a bottle that's warming on the shelf
It's feeling just inches away from death
It's a street, it's an icicle
It's a panic attack, it's only an act, yea

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