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Oct 2014
They say that his heart popped right out of his chest,
Doctors know best?
now me,
I think the Devil jumped into him,
filled him up to the brim with some
bad ******,
but what do I know.
I was just a friend.
Jimmy Jones smoked some bones at the crack of dawn,coming down now and wishing somehow that he'd never ever been born.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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