C Jay Caputo

War is…

War is certain death
Every in hail is your last breath
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I have a vice,
It holds me down
It holds me back
It's wires attached to struts drilled by nails through a hole that leads its way through Earth
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always be careful
driving;
every Friday
going home in july,
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the riots started-
in full swing, things were hectic
quickly departed-
we we're both skeptics
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I need you I need you,
I need you, I need you.

I need your head on my chest
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The sunrise,
Which you like to drink your coffee, and smoke your cigarettes to,
Blinds me.
So to those who depend on the kindness of strangers.
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Poetry to me
Is music
Is spoken word not a genera?
It's my blue bird
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Oh sweet heroin, let me be
Please step back so I can breath
Close my eyes and go to sleep
Find my self so I'll find peace
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My mind is quick
And now its sick
And oh, its so disgusting-
My bodies old
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Swing notes and Anarchist
Day dreams and nightmares, scream

There is no vote we an cast to stop poverty,
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Swing notes and Anarchist
Day dreams and nightmares, scream

God sent his only son,
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I don't have a lot of money,
but spend every cent
On developing a way to wipe the mind completely clear of everything.
And sometimes I forget just who I am and what's has happened to the world
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Be careful what you wish for,
You just might get it, that's no lie
So never wish pain upon some one or hope that they might die,
You cant drink that kind of guilt away, believe me I have tried
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They say its hard to say good bye
But probably just the biggest lie
So tell those feelings not to stay
And to let them all just slip away
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Some say home is where you really wanna go
But if you don't know where to go, where does that make home
Some say the loneliest people are the ones never alone
Well what if your always alone? Does that make you unknown?
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Together at last
Only to be separated by time
For Darkness is the only interceptor of love
Yet, love can overcome this obstacle
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And alas thy moon is high
I sit and ponder the question to be, or not be, in love.
I sit in dismay as if I have any control.
The heart wants what the heart wants,
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I hand thee blanket back with great gratitude
Covered in blood stain
As if there had been a hurricane.
On my knees crying for a savior
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I address this to you
For is has been a while
Have my messages via carrier pigeon gotten to you?
Surly you haven't forgotten me
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I look out in to the road
as I approach the end of the side walk,
I stop
Look both ways.
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