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Jens Poems
The ball of my heart is going insane
is it going in vain?
no, it's feeling the pain.

The prisoner of my ball is in my brain
is he feeling the pain?
no, he's going insane.

The heart of the prisoners ball is going insane
is it going insane?
yes, it's in my brain.


Sing when you're winning
cry when you're losing
lose when you're crying
die when you're winning.


Put me in coach, I can play
today
put me in coach, I can play
today
look at me
I can be
centerfield.


A cry for freedom from first base
a cry for freedom from the devils lair
a cry for love from the bench
a cry for love from the disregarded
a cry from the diamond of glory
a cry from the sentinels unholy
a cry of self-denial
a cry of betrayal.



In the cycle of the ball flesh is king
queens
In the race for the trophy meat has wings
wheels
In the hemisphere of the diamond obesity is joy
famine
In the garden of wickedness, to weep is to learn
laugh

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