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by Iola Aug 1, 2008 category : Life, society / other
He is strong Wilder Than the smoke he inhales Slightly long Not the kind who fall or fails Robust rocker Pale His skin tells of hurt and pain Not a popper Keeping alive on Vodka and Cain Another night Staging A way of life that numbs all senses Worth the fight It places on his eyes different lenses Party on Bigger Hang his leather jacket over a bed No doing wrong As his rock songs will one day be dead Sharper lights Rocking Seeing nothing but psychedelic lines Black old tights Robustly ignoring all the signs Blacker jack Nowhere Intoxicated by a life of shots and fame Take a bet He is rock and rolling without a name