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Created on: September 28, 2009
I'm the first born in
the landslide.
Though many have come before me
I am the beginning of the end
and the end of the plan to stop the landslide.
You say I'm just another product of the landslide.
Hands wide open,
mouths wide shut!
Eyes glued to your version of life in the landslide.
My pride is what makes me
and still deny I have.
The world will never understand.
All the landslide ever gave us
was hope and dope and liquor stores
a voice and bad posture.
Now we talk politics
wishing we were at the top of landslide,
talking oneday about stopping the landslide.
And that same sad song is on in my brothers cd player
but he's never even heard of the landslide
it's just a catchy tune for him.
Is that the beginning or the end of the landslide?
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