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Apr 2015
I was told to never
whistle at night,
for it called
back to life
the dead ones
and they'd be ******
for the awakening.
So now,
I push tunes
through my lips
only in the daytime.
The last thing
I want to do
is make dead people angry.
I'm haunted enough
by the living.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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