Thursday, February 25, 2010


You can’t just show up,
Say you have grown up
And leave without saying

If that were acceptable
I’m sure I’d be capable
Of denying you a
third try.

So fuck all your miracles
It’s fucking hysterical
When everyone shuts up
And leaves you lonely staring at
The sky

We’re all voting now
Its so gosh darn funny how
The candidate’s gone
Absent, she

Promised the sun and moon—
Had better deliver both really soon
Lest should I vote

Oh, riots and revolutions
Complicated evolutions,
All in the name of you
Lying and cheating, deceiving to campaign
For me

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