Saturday, June 4, 2011

The guard

It blows my fuse
Asking all the questions of time
It's what I use
A mountain I can't climb
Where to begin
At first it seems so easy
The question when
Makes my stomach queasy

But then the nonsense
Hits me like a brick
An electric fence
A choice that won't stick



Forget it, try
living seems hard
Learn how to die
Leave the guard

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