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Dec 2014
I stroke my cat three times
and I take the 39th
we know we are going down
boy,are we going down

Like me like I care for me
see how a lonely **** dies
read his tears of tragedy fall from his face
see the nihilistic poor *******

Sometimes I wonder
does this *** know his *** from his elbow
does he have merit to claim
can he truly walk the walk

He better be proper
he better be on his toes
for if he does not pull his weight
then only gods knows


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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