I'm ...

I'm ...

A Poem by The Glassface

I'm a graveyard

Soul sucking stealer

Reach up from the depths

With my tentacled feelers


Leech on your lungs from belker smoke

Take a hit me

Drop on yo' knees to choke

What you think of that?


Propaganda tower

dot the land

Sick of the concrete

Sick of the blind

I've just been wasting

My precious time

Drop out of life

Losing my mind

Take it all down

Killing life and time

Direct assault

On the cerebral find


Scratch out the walls

When I'm out it's gonna fall

Took one too many

and you don't need to brawl

Jack up the life

with this stainless steel knife

Broke out the legend

The solider of strife


What the hell we wating for

when the world seems to bend

From the cataclysms shaking

On the other end

Broke all the rhythm

I'm back from the end

Restaurants there fancy

Next time take a friend







© 2010 The Glassface


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The Glassface
The Glassface

Arlington, TX



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