Falling stars
Red moon
Beg for me
Beg for you
Beg to be
Never to soon
Open your eyes
Begin to see
Everybody is wondering
Was it murder
or was it suicide
You might believe
They're on your side
Breaking rocks in prison
Till the end of season
Wondering why
Is there any reason
Snakes find their warmth
Against you and me
I stood on top
Now I break rock
The rats stay hidden
We didn't vote for them
You or me
By Minister Peacefulpoet (Word Witch)12/16/2017
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