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Aug 2011
I can't see you anymore,
'*** you,
you burned out my eyes
with your cigarettes &
that way you look at me.

I am just a hook on your foot,
& if you ask me to,
I will go.
If you want me to,
I will go.

Why are you so afraid
to die?
It only happens one time
& then you're gone,
it only happens one time...
Edward Laine
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