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Atonement City
Contributed by
Animationforever
on
Sunday, 22nd May 2011 @ 01:20:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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I'm on my way to Atonement City It's up there before the toll booth angel Who guards the Microphone's pity I'm leaving all my things here on the table Because my clothes and hats are not even normal I hate the star around my neck now Why don't they just tattoo a yellow one around my brow So everyone can throw bricks in my face Then they can all hound me out of this place So this time I'm leaving that behind without a trace There's real joy in running faster But there's even more in forging the paper The one I'll need to live my life here So I don't have to hide and walk the streets in fear And I'm too old to save this change for later I've always dreamed of rebuilding the person I was Better, stronger, taller, wilier, and even polite on the bus Believe it or not, I can pull this off if I try But I must be sincere in my aim so high Or the local priests will leave me to hang out and dry So wish me luck because I've got a long road ahead And I don't need people telling me to just pop my head.
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2011-05-22 13:20:28] (Date/Time posted on
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