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Jun 2014
On the dark side of the planet ghosts and spirits roam, under rocks and sand, hidden like the truth They weep silently, waiting to be uncovered & studied thoroughly.. She said she wanted to have a baby I gave her a kiss instead. Lock and load this cigarette I move it closer to my head, lips on the filter I light the trigger. The same outcome as blowing my brains out. except ones instant & the other is terrible, slowly and painfully destroying me, I decide to stay another night to see familiar faces one more time.. It hurts. Dealing with pain and knowing I'm going to die.
"I need some magic to keep me alive" If I knew how this game was played, The price I'd pay would have been an arm & a leg.
My face is expressionless,Feeling sick to my stomach I fail to cry. I'll hug you one last time, you're eyes aren't open, you're chest is still pumping so I say my goodbyes. stomach becomes like knots, only the sweet breath of a cigarette can untie. Leather jackets & furnished hotels, 7/11 & midnight coffee runs. Too surreal, conspiracies of a wicked crime start to arise in my mind. "This happen to fast Someone is to blame. There is a bad guy" Only time will tell if that part of mind was telling the truth.
Johnny Skeleton
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Johnny Skeleton
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   Jim Musics and McKinley
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