Exit Wounds

Faded dreams and passing time
playing havoc with my mind.
Reality is on the line –
this one thing I can’t abide!

Exit wounds of my life and times
wake again, to prey on me.
White demons mark the battle lines –
raise in me old insanity!

Pablo’s party seems so right!
That’s the message that I scream.
Though the Devil’s here tonight,
tonight, at least, I play it clean!

(c) Dave Luis 2006 – All Rights Reserved

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