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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hollow Tip
[time] => 2004-01-17 02:22:05
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[bodytext] => Bring forth your hollow tip And renegade grin. Smoke me with the ease Of your cigarette- Blood shed comes as easy as sin, But isn't that easy to forget.. Bring about your futile destruction And crimson homicide In your attempt for reconstruction Through mass genocide.... They talk of peace, Then go to war. So tell me- What meaning does a bullet contain When we don't understand What we are fighting for? Keep all those illusions You store in your pocket like coins Spending their confusion, Disguised as infinite wisdom, When really- You choose to feed me Gilded ignorance and blind faith... So draw your gun, And have your fun. I just hope your finger Is sturdy enough to pull the trigger, 'Cause bloodsheds as easy to regret And just as hard to forget... So its off to war, Though we have nothing left to fight for- Except for our existence, And the illision that leads us all Into our own resistance... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 57 [informant] => Mouth [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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