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Sittin up on bed Listening to the sirens The gun fire The bombs .. I'd turn on the tv But the news is too Frightful -- I wonder if my girlfriend Is Out there gettin herself killed --- Just like my last one ----- From the fire escape The moon and stars Are Angelic Heavenly shapes It it's too dangerous to stay too long -- I'd think of REVOLUTION But I know I'm in a DHS data base And that I'd be ID'd By a drone and killed If I went outside I hope my girlfriend comes home alive I really really do ---- Otherwise---?
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May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 5:58 AM UTC
night of the lost dream
Sittin up on bed Listening to the sirens The gun fire The bombs .. I'd turn on the tv But the news is too Frightful -- I wonder if my girlfriend Is Out there gettin herself killed --- Just like my last one ----- From the fire escape The moon and stars Are Angelic Heavenly shapes It it's too dangerous to stay too long -- I'd think of REVOLUTION But I know I'm in a DHS data base And that I'd be ID'd By a drone and killed If I went outside I hope my girlfriend comes home alive I really really do ---- Otherwise---?
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jeffrey-robin
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 5:58 AM UTC
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