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Jun 2018
I Chase a Rat  
I want It Dead

I Didn't catch it
It went under my bed

BUT I WANT IT DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

Then I saw you walking
Wearing RED

I Stand and Turn
Without a Feeling of Dread

I Stare You In The Eyes
"Shall I **** You Instead?"
Francis Coquilla
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Francis Coquilla  18/M
(18/M)   
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