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Sep 2014
with every knock I get closer between the floorboards is where you'll find me

I blow smoke in your face you ******* liar your lips sting with *****

This morning I woke up to
painted crucifixions on my door
and I think I know who they were for
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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