Saboteur.

Candid fire, rapture
spire,
Bitching choir, preaching,

Nectar worth while, just
for reprieve for a
while,
To continue on in plastic
smile,
Just another mile,

You think its' bad all
around,
Beatin to the ground,
Everyone hears the
whining.. Just
drown,

Trading pain for a little
pleasure,
Never mind the weight
and measure,
Just to numb a little
more,

Nevermind the growing
sore,
At some point we'll
settle the score,

Eye to eye, facing the
lie,
So embrace and die,
Me against Myself and
I...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
12/2/2012