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Sometimes life sits on the street corner
      leaning against a well worn place
      nodding off
      completing the contradiction.

Scream for justice
      while weathered by traveled prejudice.

Scream for mercy
      while whipped by handcuffed defecation.

Scream for peace
      while clawed by narcissistic mutilations

Scream for love
      while driven by darken rejection.

Reach for it
      skittering beyond your fingers.
Run for it
      resting beyond your endurance.

Believe
      you never had it
      you never lost it
      it was never stolen
      it was never given.

Stop
      wearing pain like an ornament
      pleasure like an oddity
      shame like a dessert
      fame like a savior
      blame like comfort
      praise like reward
      loss like karma
      gain like destiny.

You are everything,
      you despise and desire.
You are the only thing
      that breathes life
      into this place.
You are the
      only thing
      that defines.

You are it.

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Written by Michael Farris

December 28, 2008 at 1:33 am

Posted in Copeland Books

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