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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Philosophy · #1388896
I was listening to The Doors while writing. This is the result.
Going to the game?
Goin to the game now?
Well hop in,
I’ll take you down.
Yeah, right down,
down to the game.
Where we can start to claim
our love and fame.
Come on down here.
Climb in.
Hop on board baby.
I’ve got four identities,
and three lies.
What do ya want?
I’ll get it.
I’ve got you.
I’ve got me.
I’ve got sugar kisses,
your naked love.
I’ve got thousands of hands
right outside the window.
They’re right outside.
Yeah, have a look.
Just right outside

Take whatever you want.
I have enough.
Take all this stuff.
Just give me your love.
I’ve got you.
I’ve got me.
I’ve got a mind that can kill,
and a dehydration pill.

Don’t tell me it’s over.
Don’t tell me I’ll die.
I’m here
and I’m now.
That’s what matters.
Existence
Truth
Wisdom
Take these
hold them
stake them
mold them
shake them
fold them
break them.
Then you find,
in earth’s embrace,
freedom.
© Copyright 2008 D.C. Bornhart (foolswiseman at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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