Calamity Child
The rise and demise of delirium, will prove us to be strong. A coked up country boy will prove them to be wrong. He's falling in line for you, but what difference does it make? You're looking at the moon. A calamity child expulled from paradise. Would you have rolled the dice? Foes and fiends... Death after new beginnings... He's already broken, go ahead, take a slice! Of the boy with a thorn in his side. ...'cause what difference does it make? Written December 14th, 2001 © on Dec 14 2001 09:33 AM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"The rise and demise..."