Brad Kellum Biography

Cruising the blacktop dance floor.
Just steady beats and I.
Almost home, only four more miles to fly.
Been one of those atrocious days.
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The snake travels up the spine.
Coiling.
Twisting.
Contorting.
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The darkness I search for in this falling night.
Summoning the courage for your devils delight.
Haunted, I walk alone, into the depths of reigned desire.
Upon your touch, death, my ravaged body thrown to the pire.
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Take everthing.
given to return.
Lay waste to one,
leave' em to burn.
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Still born dreams spat from cinematic lies.
Pefected face through a famous smile.
Inspirational duplicity of a promised mile.
Twisting the morals of our innocence dailed.
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