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| There Ain't No Justice |
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by The Fringe
It's 11:28 pm.
The temperature is 54 degrees farenheit.
The radio is playing Niel Young's version of "All Along the
Watchtower."
The Parkway is clear.
I'm on my way home.
It's a good night to die.
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"THERE'S TOO MUCH CONFUSION, I CAN'T GET NO RELIEF.
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She wasn't beautiful. No. She was still the greatest thing that ever
happened to me. I love....loved....love her. The kindest woman you could
ever hope to meet, she was. A volunteer at a children's hospital. A
thinker, too. I could talk with her. About anything. Anything....
philosophy, politics, music, dance.....love, us....the future. I used to
lose myself just...staring...into those green eyes.
a good job. relaxing. no stress. warehouse. stack the boxes. load the
boxes. unload the truck. nine to five. monday thru friday. forty hours a
week of back breaking work. no thinking required. it suited me.
103 miles per hour.
This truck isn't built for this speed.
It's feels as though it's about to fly apart.
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"NONE OF THEM ALONG THE LINE KNOW WHAT ANY OF IT IS WORTH."
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107 miles per hour.
To hell with it.
I've come to far to stop.
"Do you love me?" she asked. "i don't think I could stop if I tried," I
answered. I wish it hadn't been so. God, I wished. Only God knows that
I have tried.
Speedometer isn't registering.
I'm still accelerating.
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"NO REASON TO GET EXCITED," THE THIEF HE KINDLY SPOKE,
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Faster.
Smoke. Coming through the vents.
I'm almost there.
We only had the one bathroom. As it turned out, I was right outside the
door. I had been badgering her for ten minutes to let me in.
She kept saying no. She loved to do that to me. When the music stopped, I
figured she was on her way out. But she didn't come out. I called in to
her, but there was no answer. After a few moments, I got worried. So I
opened the door. When I saw the sparks, I knew.
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"THERE ARE MANY HERE AMONG US WHO FEEL THAT LIFE IS BUT A JOKE
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"about what, otis?"
"You may 'a read it. We lost our contract wid da Air Force."
The police who investigated ruled it an accident. "God's Will," they said.
They were extremely nice. Most of them couldn't meet my eye. Sergeant Gates
could. He offered to buy me a drink. Said he thought I could use one.
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BUT YOU AND I, WE'VE BEEN THROUGH THAT, AND THIS IS NOT OUR FATE,
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Faster.
I am driving blind.
Tha cabin has filled with smoke and flame.
I think my eyes have been taken.
My coat burns.
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"SO LET US NOT TALK FALSELY NOW, THE HOUR IS GETTING LATE."
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"I don't know what ta say, Mal."
"nothing you can say."
"I feel like it's my fault, ya know?"
"calm down, otis."
"Heh. Yeah, guess I should. Just one 'a dose things. God's will, I suppose."
I'm coming for you, God. I want the answers. I want to know why.
We've all borne your games long enough. I'm coming for you.
Now you'll face me, and we will have the answers.
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ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER, PRINCES KEPT THE VIEW
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I never took that drink. Maybe I should have.
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OUTSIDE IN THE DISTANCE A WILDCAT DID GROWL,
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As I feel the impact, I notice....the radio is still playing....
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TWO RIDERS WERE APPROACHING,
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THE WIND BEGAN TO HOWL.
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