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I have walked this street too long My legs hurt and my chest rattles As I light another smoke To fuel my endless march Sneaky slow-motion suicide (note the sibilance of the wheezing lungs) I have to stop for a while But though my body fades and fails My manic mind remains restless Merciless and remorseless Pushing punching and prodding And defiant unto the coffin Get the lid down quick, boys                                          By Phil Roberts
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
RESTLESS SMOKE
I have walked this street too long My legs hurt and my chest rattles As I light another smoke To fuel my endless march Sneaky slow-motion suicide (note the sibilance of the wheezing lungs) I have to stop for a while But though my body fades and fails My manic mind remains restless Merciless and remorseless Pushing punching and prodding And defiant unto the coffin Get the lid down quick, boys                                          By Phil Roberts
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
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