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Jan 2011
today i woke up and found
blood on my hands.

the sun was shining through the
black curtains,
my fluffy,
fat
cat
was curled up under my arm.

i looked up to the popcorn on the ceiling
and

*l a u g h e d
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Jessie
Written by
Jessie  a burning bridge
(a burning bridge)   
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   Chris Chumley
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