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Your Name Here Jan 2018
Dead during the day
Alive at night
Do you want to fight?
Na, that's alright

Someone's calling me
I'll be right back
Another head attack
Another case to be cracked

Collect all the pieces
but there is no glue
What the fuk am I supposed to do?
What the fu
k am I supposed to do?

Ahem, Ahem
Clean up on aisle four
We may have to close the store
but you know you puppets will come back for more

Thank you,
come again
maybe one day,
we can be friends :)
a look into the life
Denel Kessler Dec 2015
the poet
a scribe
recording
divine whispers

her muse
earthly angels
sent to
translate

her prayer
open me
so I may
receive

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