who are you my friend
who are you my friend hard flesh made for ink who are you throwing your children at me like fists WHY DOES YOU BEAUTY GO it doesn't go it changes a different new beauty a new beauty of reincarnation who are you so cold and tall expanding outward in every direction sooo many little extintions of yourself who are you to give me breath .....ONLY TO EXPECT THE SAME IN RETURN who are you to sway in the beauty of the day MOCKING ME from my jail cell window who are you my friend Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 16 2002 01:26 PM PST 0 • 10
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"who are you my friend..."