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May 2018
Your unnerving smile,
Kept me around awhile.

My ****** shirt,
The stab wounds hurt.

You left twirling your hair,
While I sat gasping for air.

My tattered shoes
On the breaking news
Lighting is key
Laughing Man
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Laughing Man
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