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755 · Dec 2010
Creepin' reaper
Michael Guthrie Dec 2010
Death visited me last night
pulled back his hood and pulled out a pipe
spark, crackle, smoke. I put up no fight
he said "hit this, get high on life."
550 · Dec 2010
You
Michael Guthrie Dec 2010
You
Ah, you're back
I thought I buried you
You've resurfaced
I thought I drowned you
you're running rampant
I thought I killed you
you'll be here forever
I thought you'd left
you knew all along
I though wrong
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