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Title: Me and Coralee
Author: Anonymous
Date Submitted: 4/6/2009

 
Poem: Walking with pounding feet no one knows my name
Nervously walking the line between evil and good
What''s a man to do without love to own?
Desperately trying to stop the closing of my heart
Find a darker place walking the streets nervously
On my from white to black I’ve lost my way
Lies struck by me wandering from precious sanity
Try to stop the thinking, stop the drinking
Drinking from the cup of unholy disgrace
What am I to think?
No way to understand things out of balance
Walking streets in a trance seeing evil in the good
Don’t want to fight about it, all the mercy is gone
Turpentine love potion number 9
Stinging my throat burning a hole in my soul
A bullet to my brain walking the streets
Where no one knows the name of my pain
The streets home of the insane
Talking city walls speaking in code to me
The state I’m in not fit for a human being
Smoking pack number 3
They’re wired to see inside of me
The wireless operators inside my head
I crown you King George with a beer stein
The thoughts which crawled in her mind
The legacy she passed to me and Coralee...