bones bend the frame
of the morning film
lick the walls in the lightning
weakened wrists were banned
from the spacetime plans
all the kids suited up like
i am warrior
for now float this head
on the watered down
smear the cake
wear a helmet, then a crown
kiss the maids
let the tigers out
i am warrior
copyright 2009 Mark Shue.
hear the rough mix..
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