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Felt through the walls
of a dying civilization.
In cessation of breathing
we wait
unsure of our fate,
yet the shepards lie bleeting
in atrophy,
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The breaking of sheath,
glistening
in an absent array of dementia,
demeaning yourself for a whim.
A python writhes
through the muck,
pale
in..
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Lyrics to a The Cobalt Rod song (myspace.com/duckcheetahduckgoose)
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Run.
Run until you can't see these stars of atrocity. Run until the tears dry off your back. Run until madness sees the error of its ways. Just run.
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Lyrics to the latest Cobalt Rod (myspace.com/duckcheetahduckgoose) song, which can be downloaded for free at http://www.sendspace.com/file/gzypak .
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Sweet and sweaty,
a love without caution,
where the batter man goes.
Sit on ants and flowers
to pass the day once more
in embrace for secrets k..
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In brazen misanthropy
for common bleeding,
a search and burn
of seizure, we see
what mask really lies in wait.
The greenlit meadow
glows softl..
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I understand
That I don't understand.
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Questioning the current philosophical definition of 'knowledge'. (Note: This is not a story, no other category fits well enough for Philosophical writ..
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I:Crestfallen
Ok, I had killed those children. There is a decent explanation though, I'm certain of it. Had they really been so pure and just? Was t..
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