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Jun 2010
Came running and saw the blood,
Head was down,
Looks like it's been done,
Don't stand so close,
Or you'll be the roast,
Of disease ending up on your knees,
Gasping for air,
Be better if in a instant,
Even that takes time,
It's ok it'll soon be the end of mankind,
Spreading like butter,
Clogging all,
This is the worst thing since puke on your bedroom wall,
So time to run & hide and watch those die,
While the ones are watching from the sky...
Written by
jonathan valonis
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