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The Bag Of Shit Side Step
I woke up this morning
In a pool of my salty tears
From now on I will cry
Yet I realize why I have my rules
And why I follow them
Because every single time I fall
I fall into the darkness of emptiness
Where people shed their true skin
And expose their evil intentions and unwarming heart

Once again, perhaps I could have stepped into a bag of shit
But before I could try I got pushed into the darkness

 1999 David Greg Harth @ 296 New York City