Wednesday, July 22, 2009

the comeback

These are my blacks and blues
I've gotten them
from everyone like you
these stains go deep
my pain goes even deeper
and it never comes out
Try to make me
show my innocence
try to wrench is out of me
my vulnerability
the brokenness
that makes me human
You can drill for it
with all of your technology
you can place it in your
centrifuge of control
You will never
separate me from it
you will never break me down
Try with all your miracles
try with all your might
I have become bored
and am looking for a fight
I am a stubborn stain
of graffiti in your mind
Paint me, sand me down
I will always come back again.

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