Burning my memory
Of how many years
I've spent unwinding
The web of deceit
You spun around me
As a child
Are you still at Woodstock
Sitting and waiting
For Jesus to come
Are you afraid
Of your own hate
My spray
Will melt you away
My flesh
will pound the love
Out of you
This heart of mine
I'm gonna let it die.
8-16-12
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