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Black Rome

Passion stained and then act ashamed with

homes stacked like they're cedar,



Gases strained from the acid rain with

Rome black as the reaper,



A bite through the ice when it tries to arise like the

honeyed sounds where snow is,



A scythe in this life with a price for the prize where the

bunnies bounce with no skins,



Try to find lines in the deep with your good foot

sprawled in the town,



Lions fine dine with the sheep as the wood's soot

falls to the ground.



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I'm ashamed of second roles filled like cookies to chew in the

night sky with deadly blasts,



Diamonds reign in emerald hills where rubies protrude from the

pyrite and Plexiglas,



Etched in glass are crescents matched to sate a diner and spray the fire

with the pines in ascension,



Dead at last and tens in cash to pay the piper to stay the night

for the chimes at eleven,



Pride or an ego tied to a street pole finds that the

sign is a grind for the gringo,



Fly like a seagull, pry like the people, try ‘til I

die in the skies like an eagle.

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