Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Junction

Mine or highway
So it be
For you, her, me.
Life bites -
Make it bleed!

My limit's reached
Not by your push
But I won't pander,
Follow your lead

Hang in longer
Let it slide,
You want that I should?
Yes, but not for hire

Be rave, maniac
Argue none
Tread on me and
I may flatten
or soar:
grasp ever higher
or embrace this floor.

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