I stare at every car that passes
I wait for what I do not want to see
I sweat blood mixed with sin
And the sidewalk bucks and spins
I watch each spinning wheel
From behind drunken slurs
My throat is full of smoke
And shards of deceitful mirrors
I thank the sky above that I am blind
Without these mirror pieces pressed against my eyes
I pray to no one and nothing
But I am bound by the same fate
Rejected years ago
I hate the state you tainted
I hate the words we spoke
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