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694 · Jul 2010
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Mac edwards Jul 2010
Once upon a time
I killed a man
I did because I'm addicted
and I needed to **** some time.
I put his body in the fabric of the couch
my friends and I sat on him
we discussed friendship and coffee
and when they mentioned the smell,
I just smiled and said it was the table.

— The End —