fallen away
i alone remain
i and Baal's five hundred prophets
upon a hill
and it would be easier to call down flame
than to calm my will
easier to constrain the heavens for three years
than these three years damage done on my skin
all i hold is all the world
then all you see
when you look at me
is nothing
Sunday, April 18, 2004
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