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Escape Artist

I'm like an escape artist,
Full of fear but still very calm,
And as they pour the dirt on top of this coffin,
I pray my last breath won't be of soil,
I pray my last move won't be frantic,
I pray my lasy thought won't be failure,

You're like the red letters,
The bible's "important" words,
The false promises turn many to dead,
Dead to ideas of social progress,
Dead to words of scientific wisdom,
Dead to a life without freedom of orientation

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Written May 7th, 2005

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