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Sep 2016
Dumpster back alley
Just about dark
Watching the gym parking lot
I know exactly where she parked

I hear the parking light timer click
I took all the other lights
So only one light comes on
Chloroformed rag so she doesn't fight

Last car in the parking lot
Here she comes in work out wear
Long dark hair, white smile
I'm going to love to strip her bare

Looking through her bag for keys
I creep up behind her silent
I say hello, go to use my rag
But she suddenly becomes violent

Hits me with her bag
Judo chop into my neck
Grabs my arm and breaks it
Dumbfounded, what the heck

She shoves my own rag in my mouth
To sleep I go quickly
Didn't realize she was a black belt
When I wake up, I'm in jail in the city
Inspired by Melanie Martinez tag you're it
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   Hannah
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