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Jul 4
As I sit still
Like the crypt
Back in ‘06
I feel dead
Foggy mind fills
I have to follow the script

Before I face the crucifix
Afore this feeling of dread
Takes over me
This blue velvet couch
Whereupon my devils sit
Next to you, Within me slouch
and I listen to my Devils speak

My mind as quiet as your tomb
M S Barthe
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