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Dec 2013
I hate water
Its breathless and dead
Tell me to take a bath
I'll fill the tub with fire
And wash myself in the flame
For fire has breath
It licks and touches
And forever caresses
My black cracked bones
They might **** me
But at least i'll still be warm
Instead of sinking like a stone
Into the crushing darkness.
Mind numbing horridness
Cold and friendless
Give me the flame any day
Because I. Hate. Water.
Robert Fox
Written by
Robert Fox  Olympia Wa
(Olympia Wa)   
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