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Dec 7
Just the other day,
I got hit.
Head on collision;
By a train

And, uh, that’s not to
say. That I hate
this new state.
Y’know..uh, being
slain.

But funny thing,

Y’know
Just yesterday
Lady Fate rang…
Blubbering about
“Mistakes” &
It being “not too late”

But why did Fate
Cry?
Isn’t it in her name?
Shouldn’t she know?
That at the end of
the day…

I would rather just stay?
Written by
FatherCookie  20/M/United States
(20/M/United States)   
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