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Sep 2014
I'm a comic genius at hiding my depression
Daggers  of torment stab me lurking in the dark corners of this funny mind nothing can make it go away not smoking drinking jokes
Or the hundreds of voices that come roaring out of my mouth
You must be familiar with my rapid fire quips and the Oscar
Among the other awards that have made my name known World wide
So now the day has arrived when nothing can stop the urge
To sneak into the bedroom hanging myself with a belt
That quickly chokes out the bright flame of my career
And all life and hope
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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