f. thorne / r. harris
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... prophet ...
I hope your endless journey ends
and you find the you that you pretend
all in your search for the pure soul
has stunted your growth and helped you not to groove
and how can the bucket that you've got up be empty
..ever let up?
the shepheard he told me, "boy, a little warning",
said, "stay away from April 6th in the morning"
the meaning of the girl of the month
October is over and so is the hunt.
don't twist the lack of all 20 or 30
left with a taste in my mouth that was dirty
the prophet on the bus?
...the prophet on the bus
nothing we needed is like un-gauzing needles for the arm
bandages and stitches we need for ours
the question isn't do I deserve to die
the question is, does death deserve me?
no pain to,.. no no,
back to no pills to kill the hurt today
just sex and god (and all that bullshit) and what I had to say
roll bouncing ball, strike the dent again
sparks in my head again
guilty of sin
I am not him
I am not the prophet on the bus
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