glass shell casings for american troops in hell

Homecomer, humanity loses it�s veneer,
gloss stagefright honey-baby without a tear to cry
for any stark and lonely soul,
just puts time away
in her pocket
to save for lost hours spent lying alone
in candlelit rooms
with stranger music playing.

2004-02-27 | 3:55 p.m.
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