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I hear the sound of a heart from the shadow in the dark waiting for the poison to hit its mark (listen--my son) I see the darkness surround the shape on the ground the killer straight up and a body face down (firstborn-last one) I hear the din of the screams, sorrow in streams the smell of farewell and gasoline (listen--my son) I see a heart set free and my legacy hear a voice from a shadow that is beckoning me (firstborn-last one)
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:32 AM UTC
The Last Firstborn
I hear the sound of a heart from the shadow in the dark waiting for the poison to hit its mark (listen--my son) I see the darkness surround the shape on the ground the killer straight up and a body face down (firstborn-last one) I hear the din of the screams, sorrow in streams the smell of farewell and gasoline (listen--my son) I see a heart set free and my legacy hear a voice from a shadow that is beckoning me (firstborn-last one)
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:32 AM UTC
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