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Oct 2016
Soon I will be laying in my grave
I am in my last days
Hell no, I am not being brave
I never picked up the bible
To learn how to behave
I have always been the Devils slave
Never corrected my bad ways
I paved
The highway to hell
"Well"
****, those lymph cells
Never heard those Sunday church bells
As I lay here and I dwell
The sight of Heaven long ago faded
My mind jaded
My eyes shaded
Made me easily persuaded
My life I traded
Hell, It's to late, It's over
Thank God, I am a little older
Death is a cumin
Drugs no more
Drinking no more
***** no more
**** no more
No more being a *****

To late to swallow

My pride

I am about to die
Death is a cumin
Mark Tilford
Written by
Mark Tilford  Louisville ky
(Louisville ky)   
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