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Feb 2015
Like clockwork day and night I write
but now, time has turned it's back on me
and sooner then later I will be gone

I don't want your pity or help
my death will be perfect and pure
I need to fall so hard

If the drink does not **** me
I am sure the pills will
I fear life more then a ****** death

My name is Metromical
commander of the fleet
with angels laying at my feet


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