July 14th, 2008
Thief
Stealing
Robbing to take a thrill
Not needing
Much
Wondering, looking over your shoulder
Worrying? No
Too sly never find me
Robbing and hiding, sneaking in the
Dark
Seamless
With
The
Night
Seeking and gliding and stumbling
Falling Hard
Blood from the wound
Finds its way
to your eye
Stinging
Mixing with sweat
Panic as the lights go
Dim
Dark
Out
Sirens
Alarms
Fog
Handcuffs
Iron bars
Damn
Head hurts, throbbing, headache
Damn
They found you.
BMW Rules ... B and B
Somethings happenin' here, But I ain't sure what yet.
Somethings happenin' here, But I ain't sure what yet.
Something very different
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Something very different
2008-07-14T17:15:00-07:00
Beamer
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