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Tityus, by Giovan Battista Langetti
Robert L. Martin

Running With Violence

Running With Violence
 
That cause, that secret something
That lies beyond my door
That something that angered someone
Who I don’t even know
 
That feeling that roused my spirit
Came through my door
Rallied me out of my slumber
And swept me up with its thrill
 
That cause that I still don’t know
And don’t care if I ever do
Took me to buildings for my burning
And stores for my looting
So now I am running with violence
And loving every minute of it
 
Children, you don’t know
What you are doing

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