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A Day at the Zoo
by Bryon D. Howell
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  I want to know just what you see in me.
Dont always look the same as we both know.
I need some time to solve the mystery
and that is why I will not let you go.
Your arms are walls, they do not fall apart.
Your hands are made of steel, I've no choice
but rest my head upon your iron heart ...
trust mercury, electric storms, your voice.
Within your prison I am free to roam,
scale mountains, fly above old, tragic seas ...
assess the damage smitten in the foam ...
break all my cycles, but while on my knees.
True love once stripped of every wooden vow.
Thats what you see?
Guess who's on lockdown now? 
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July 17, 2011
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