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Array ( [sid] => 116700 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ambivelant PAtriot [time] => 2006-03-19 19:08:21 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I know things are wrong in my society,
things strings of words could not pin,
I know time is siding with me,
time to atone all my sins,
will be there for me,
for I am a decent man,
in some eyes I am the devil,
some a saint, some will always hate,
even if I showed the show me state,
my stolen documents,
it could never replace the corruption,
the interloping games that people play,
words have yet explained these erratic actions,
I am not paranoid when i say this,
the power of surveillance,
shall not bother me, nor the slander cause me to lose the Lord's presents,
I appeal to heaven, I appeal to reason, let the two soak through my soul, body, as if it were raining,
Yet as each night brings epics in dreaming, memory of reality years ago is fading,
of why i am this way, and what exactly the governement was taking,
magic, mysticism are also waning, I feel that I am a slave to word's of my creation,
always trying to pin concepts beyond comphrension,
somehow found a rhytymic context, to show their is no logic in waging war against the most industrious,
the nation that has shown the world that skies the limit if given enough incentive,
to live for this world till your natural end, i know their are things wrong with my society,
but it's still the best most advanced society ever known to man,
and so I am an ambivelant patriot.

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Ambivelant PAtriot

Contributed by BSteel on Sunday, 19th March 2006 @ 07:08:21 PM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

I know things are wrong in my society,
things strings of words could not pin,
I know time is siding with me,
time to atone all my sins,
will be there for me,
for I am a decent man,
in some eyes I am the devil,
some a saint, some will always hate,
even if I showed the show me state,
my stolen documents,
it could never replace the corruption,
the interloping games that people play,
words have yet explained these erratic actions,
I am not paranoid when i say this,
the power of surveillance,
shall not bother me, nor the slander cause me to lose the Lord's presents,
I appeal to heaven, I appeal to reason, let the two soak through my soul, body, as if it were raining,
Yet as each night brings epics in dreaming, memory of reality years ago is fading,
of why i am this way, and what exactly the governement was taking,
magic, mysticism are also waning, I feel that I am a slave to word's of my creation,
always trying to pin concepts beyond comphrension,
somehow found a rhytymic context, to show their is no logic in waging war against the most industrious,
the nation that has shown the world that skies the limit if given enough incentive,
to live for this world till your natural end, i know their are things wrong with my society,
but it's still the best most advanced society ever known to man,
and so I am an ambivelant patriot.

Copyright © BSteel ... [ 2006-03-19 19:08:21]
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