Thursday, March 01, 2012

2.302 : 3/1/06 : Next March

I’ve become
or have I always been
obsessed with transformation
the exact moment to begin
I know it’s corrosive
eat your stomach right away
What I began for tomorrow
was behind by yesterday
But on my next march
there’ll be no compromise
on my next march
they’ll call me angel eyes
I’m going all the way
all the way up to the top this time
No ghosts are left now
left to judge or stop my climb

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