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I sat and visited for a long hour today. I sat and talked for a while. I was all alone save for you, My dearest of dear friends. I haven’t seen another soul, Save for you, In, well, I can’t recall how long. And I can’t say I’m too saddened. There’s blood stains on the walls Simply because you asked for it. Though they've longed turned brown. You've been walking through the halls, Now. I do hope you're happy. Business formal With Ticks in the collar The people that came here, I still hear the hollers. The house is empty, Save for you. The house is empty. The house is empty. Save for you. You're my inheritance, From my long dead father, My dearest of dear friends. The deer head and the body of a businessman.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 1:08 PM UTC
The deer head and the body of a businessman IV
I sat and visited for a long hour today. I sat and talked for a while. I was all alone save for you, My dearest of dear friends. I haven’t seen another soul, Save for you, In, well, I can’t recall how long. And I can’t say I’m too saddened. There’s blood stains on the walls Simply because you asked for it. Though they've longed turned brown. You've been walking through the halls, Now. I do hope you're happy. Business formal With Ticks in the collar The people that came here, I still hear the hollers. The house is empty, Save for you. The house is empty. The house is empty. Save for you. You're my inheritance, From my long dead father, My dearest of dear friends. The deer head and the body of a businessman.
I'm thinking there'll be one more. What say you?
m-clement
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 1:08 PM UTC
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