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Tears rush down my cheeks My nose runs I desperately scrounge for Kleenex You stand and stare awkwardly Unapologetic for your cruelty You're safe for now; I'm still crying But once this flood stops And I figure out exactly how much is your fault You'll die I still have ten seconds of bawling You have ten seconds to run Run to Ecuador and become a drug dealer **** off the Yakuza in Kyoto Double cross a gang of Trinidadians Become an alcoholic gold miner All of these are less consequential than what I plan to do. Any place is safer than in front of me, so you'd best be fleeing. Ten seconds ************
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
Ten Seconds
Tears rush down my cheeks My nose runs I desperately scrounge for Kleenex You stand and stare awkwardly Unapologetic for your cruelty You're safe for now; I'm still crying But once this flood stops And I figure out exactly how much is your fault You'll die I still have ten seconds of bawling You have ten seconds to run Run to Ecuador and become a drug dealer **** off the Yakuza in Kyoto Double cross a gang of Trinidadians Become an alcoholic gold miner All of these are less consequential than what I plan to do. Any place is safer than in front of me, so you'd best be fleeing. Ten seconds ************
Constructive criticism welcome. No, I do not plan on killing anyone currently. Stop trying to have Glenrose take me away, mom!
#gold#sad#death#dead#mad#trinidad#yakuza#godieinahole#1899
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
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