Thursday, April 7, 2011

i'm post-guerilla war; attack as if i have no enemies

nevermind revolutionary standard of holding progress hostage in demand of permission
i'll neither ask it nor demand it, just assume it and live
waiting's lame and if you brandish guns you're gunned down
it's a fight in cycles, law/outlaw go play, i'll make what i want now

if i luck out, the day may never come to ask forgivenes
but it might, whatever, least i had some fun and ran with it, shit.
if it catches, and i catch a few playmates of my own
our play at new polite society may supplant the old

missions are for missionaries and those guys are boring as fuck

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