Self-Titled
She is but a maiden yet
Her face a sea of angel tears
Slaphappy laughter
Trigger launched despair
Find eyes in the trunk
Lifeless as trees
Conjealed victory debunked
And uppercrust harpsichord
Accompanies the companies
Disforced marching dischord
And lies simper down
Heaven sent and helpfull
The cliff lurking end town
A fraying roped savior
Fallen is the beast
On which the vile tears
Come blistering down to rest
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Fatherhood
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