Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Silver Pistol, Lioness Arms

The meds are wearing off, Doc
And now I'm soaring off this cliff

A lioness caught me in her claws and held me close
Gently she holds me
I'm a goner if I throw in the towel

Sinews and tendons are strong enough for this
My muscles were built from dust for this

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