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Do you know how fast you were going?
I'd like the skin of my teeth to bleed from straining, thank you.
My jaw lies broken open from the punches
and if I'd have been tied to a chair,
it would have been more fun.
All your dreams were screaming kids in a car wreck on fire.
So, **** the ******* gun already.
I'm a flying high dive broken vertebrae disaster
go ahead and try to take my marrow out.
I made my bed I'll lie in it.
I made my bed I'll die in it.
Copyright, C. Heiser 2012
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