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Jul 2015
Cruel addiction
Sick affliction
You fill me with bliss
Only to leave me in screaming fits

Curse my needy flesh
Curse it to death
Curse my soaring mind
Leaving my body far behind
empty to the core
A husk moaning "just one more"
It'll do the dirtiest chore

If the mind returns: shock and horror
Wishing it were dead
Riddled with led
Paint the back of the shed
Paint it red
(Back of the head red)
Tuck me in a dirt bed
Soil tossed in snugly to the chin
This worm gives me a knowing grin
Knowing he'll be crawling up my skin

So before you go
Give me one more for the road
Just one more hit
A departing kiss
So I won't feel the feasting squirms
Of millions of worms
Ranger Rick
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Ranger Rick  In my Room
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