~nold~
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bitter intersections

standing quietly watching cars crash
you were no accident
just a mere roadblock
stopping traffic just to see the stars
the red army drove red cars
but saw only blue
while you were busy painting over
every green light
the motorists are blind
but hungry
ill be here
vandalizing the world with verse
and pulling broken bodies from twisted metal

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