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::: Bitter Angst in Blue Concrete :::

My heart is Decapitated by the loneliness of the streets
No friend no foe
No one to know my heart no longer beats
Erase the pain
and fly towards the moon
I erase my pain with heroin spoon
but my bitter angst
has arrived to soon.
So I linger.
So as I linger I shall pray.
forgive me dear streets
and allow me stay.
On grate
or bench
in alleyway

If only the young dove
had the strength not to stay
with my weeping heart
now still
I shout in silence from a cardboard
window sill
tomorrow I shout in silence
the autopsy drone.
Cut me open and lead me home.
I know the song but I do not know
where the buffalo roam.

As I reach into the darkness I find no warm hand
forever love me my God of my demand.
Bury where I stand
In the streets of reprimand.

Written by: ~ Young Dove