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Jun 2012
I can feel the pack
All watching my back
Their fur brushes
As if everything was fine
But Daryl is dead
I think I'll lose my head
When I heard the shot
All I saw was a dot
As it sped along
The birds stopped their song
I do not want to dine
As if everything was fine
Cause it's not
Daryl has been shot
FYI: Daryl is not real, I just put the name in because it sounded good to me.
Wild Girl
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Wild Girl
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