

RevolutionsThe steel glints in the sunlight Sharp against the wood’s soft visage that is Stained dark with tainted traitors’ blood. The basket waits Placed there to catch the crimson passion of Radicals That is being spread around the country Like wildfire. So the stained steel anticipates your head,Revolutions
Hungry
For the taste of rebellious copper-sweetness That only the bloodstained know, And I sing
Heads will roll Bells will toll Sweet harmony, they will declare Freedom from tyranny to the air The masses cheer End the fear The bells wil
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My name is Jane.
I like to take pictures.
The End.
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Forgotten, but far from gone...
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And now I shall gripe with my corncob pipe twixt my teeth and lips 'bout some silly tripe.
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And now I shall gripe with my corncob pipe twixt my teeth and lips 'bout some silly tripe.
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Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a moment there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse
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And now I shall gripe with my corncob pipe twixt my teeth and lips 'bout some silly tripe.
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Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a moment there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse
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And now I shall gripe with my corncob pipe twixt my teeth and lips 'bout some silly tripe.
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