M (Sept 6,1990 / )


their words infiltrate your brain
like a poisonous snake injecting venom in it's prey
driving you insane
thunder clashes, the ideas fall like rain
splashing on the streets and pelting the tin roof
voices scream out for the sound of proof
fishing through mud in search of truth
only reality sticks when values come unglued

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