one of my favs.
Friday, April 10, 2009
11:31 AMthe doors are closing,
my pores corroding,
i am no more than folk lore.
I've been spoken for
broken more times than promises
i am of a drunken father who bares little aknowlegdment
than a porcelin egg, when you apply elbow grease while polishing.
than the full paper bill when you get change for a doller
it don't add up like 10-10, now what?
let me take you for a ride, now mount up.
i have skeletons in my closet, rebellion in my conscious
rebellion is my complex, rebellion is my gauntlet
from the anarchy symbol painted on my wall
jaded from alcohol fame isnt what i recall
wait ... a rebound from the sound of the ground when i walk,
the squeek of my sneaks to the speak of my speech.
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Erin Marie
23 years young - female
Born & raised in Chicago.
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