Brando In Paris Poem by Madrason .
Brando In Paris
What keeps us together
a beautiful sink
what's making us better
that less and less we think
What's changing the lights
gets us out of bed
our desperate fights
for what we can't get
the young want to grow
the harder they try
for what they don't know;
born in pain, in pain to die.
pretense denouncing decadence
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Madrason 12-05-2013
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