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2d
All are certain
All are sure
Skin slides
Off flesh
Bones
Fall to floor
Blood pools
In dirt
**** thickens up
Then **** dilutes
We've had enough
To merge
With what
We brought
To fore
All are certain
All are sure.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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