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KICK OF LIFE
However do I spill this?
Do you see how thin I look?
My eyes are blind
I hear loud noises every now and then
Like a train of loaded thoughts passing through my brain.
Yes, I also can't breathe well on Fridays
When I see Mr. Renfield
Feeding his mule
With grass from our farm.
When I decide to take my life
You'll know
That all along
The signs were there-
...Friday 24th January 2025 7:09 pm
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