invest in messages born
torn from a hollow throats with borrowed hope
tomorrows dope's a flash in'a pan, gasp if you can
see through the smoky haze with laser beams
light saber seams, complacent dreams never gain life
or explain night in the light of day
my decay
only given in a bowl of raisins, baked in the hot sun
top gun flight
drop from high, stop and die
we multiply in the face of looming doom
pluming fumes, weaving ways' through fruits of the loom
polluted and doomed
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