Okay Mr. Officer, I'll explain it to you.
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I grew up on the Southside, mouth wide open
To the wind as I sat back to enjoy the ride.
I wanted to be just like him. Music so loud I can't
Hear myself think, myself think, myself, shrink the
Words to distant melodies as nonsensical head bobbing
Was encouraged from The Man. After all, I am partly his.
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I simply knocked on the door to ask if I could use her phone.
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I inherited him. I started walking like him, the calm strut that let
You know I may lean, but I won't fall. I started talking like him,
My accent drove the girls crazy. I guess it all comes with the territory.
I started seeing like him, through square-rimmed glasses my world
Seemed somehow bigger than before. I was his child through and through.
Some things were better left unsaid, unread, locked up, not felt.
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You see, mine had died, I needed to call the company. So she let me in.
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I inherited him. I started thinking like him, so many things running through
My head yet so many voices to crowd my being. I started acting like him,
Holding my hands over my ears so that somehow they'll stop. They never stopped.
I started feeling like him, the cold steel felt so weighted in my hand, a solid
Object I controlled, so many pieces put together into one. Less. One less
Person in this twisted world. I saved them with this, until I started tasting like him.
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She was leading me to the kitchen, such a nice lady, and she slipped.
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I've never tasted anything so delicious. The smell was of fresh renewal
That kept my heart racing, sweat dripping off my skin, collecting in my hair
As I flip my head back in animal instinct, a roar from deep inside me followed
By one smile that been described as evil. The sharp point on my best friend
Tempts me to lick up its side, human behavior meets animal thirst for this sweet
Red nectar filled with life. It's the only thing that would shut them up.
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It just fell on her, that's all. It was an accident. I'm innocent.
~ Kai Alexander Means
