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Selling drugs and guns and war

you vacuumed out your soul
now you’re trying make it whole

can’t hide the empty in your eyes
when lips are spewing lies

you deny the things you do
is there anything that’s true?

can’t fix the clutter in your head
can’t fix the people who are dead

pocket your profits — don’t keep score
selling drugs and guns and war

by Richard W. Bray

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