My mind, black as tar.
Scarlet tears crawled out the scars.
At any moment i could attack.
Like a crimson fly swatter. Thwack!
Both colors for no one to steal.
Totally tucked to the wheel.
The blacktop freeway has no hold.
Blood sunset, over the poppy seed bold.
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"A Chameleon Floating into a Bat Cave."26 September 2007.Chalk Drawing.Google images. 17 March 2009. http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://bluebison.net/backgrounds/2007/1107/bats-in-a-cave-with-waterfalls-1600.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.bluebison.net/content/%3Fcat%3D59&usg=__DI8IpChBI0hjGo_XpYmTroJp-Hs=&h=1200&w=1600&sz=384&hl=en&start=35&sig2=GFFMTqrdp4SIBCe-L3jc2A&um=1&tbnid=WLUXZcncowokBM:&tbnh=113&tbnw=150&ei=wP6_SezEJYrKtQOv3LTBDA&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbats%26ndsp%3D21%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26start%3D21%26um%3D1
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