By Eric, thenuttman@aol.com
Date: 6 April 2000
Each Packaged Separately
I feel so G.I. Joe...
My heart comes separately...
Individually packaged...
I only bend at the seams...
My mind is televised...
It's so talk show fake...
I blend in with remote control...
Burn my beliefs by mistake...
My heart is Hollywood...
All pretty, neat and clean...
But under all the make-up...
Is a tortured kill machine...
My soul is everyone...
Hard edged but incomplete...
Fly trap snap shut...
And I push delete...
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[ with your innocent understanding you created the trap for my ]
[ heart...with your experienced ways you created the trap for ]
[ my mind...with your lovely ways you created the trap for my ]
[ soul...with your sinful ways you created the trap for my body ]
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