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 Jul 2018 Francis
Poopypoetry
**** me please
I can't endure
All this pain you put me through
Shoot me now
And you will see
The soil flowing out of me
Dead flowers drying in the heat
My grave filled with deceit
Rotten hope
Not build to last
Ghost that'll hunt you
From my past
Thinking you did the right thing
Still your actions sting
Poison in my long cold heart
Like that we'll never be apart.

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