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she met him in a darkened room he had issues with the light his hair combed back from his face his jacket pulled on tight she'd never thought of faith he took her arm and he took her thoughts and with a look of gentle grace said "follow me" away from this whorish noise away from philistine they walked through the radium fields the salt, the shore, the brine (he said) "i'll show you where to start i'll show you how to cry don't judge the weaker men don't wallow in your pride, just follow me" she said "everyone has a borrowed opinion everybody's read a book 'the science of discrimination' and i don't need another pagan ritual i've seen 'lord of the rings' don't give me self-realization or oprah's pick of the week" "and i don't feel much for politics Letras de cancionesi'm not into black comedy give me the fundamentals" he smiled once moe and said "follow me" we've learned to shake the system so well that we've become another system bent on shaking all that has been done i'm so tired of being told about enlightment inside if god was contained within us hey what about suicide? show me a celestial force content with being raped show me that inner power happy to be maimed i've set my sights on something something bigger than myself "we're all fucked up in some way we all could use some help, so follow me" From Letras Mania