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Toxic poison swirled in puddles on the road.
The pattern on this road tells a story
It's gory chaos but ordered and hoary
And I hate it but strangely respect it like Gasoline.
Gasoline, leaking through an empty tank
Gasoline,
The future's never what I think.
by Flying Phoenixx June 05, 2005