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Space Cowboy 2 Proxy

You're here begging for death 
When everyone else wants you alive
So space cowboy how long do we have left
Until we shoot over the moon
With our anguish hearts 

Bursting into fireworks for the humans to laugh
Solitude is just a word that you can spell
So open the floodgates to drown yourself in musty water
Like the self-righteous assholes we're going to ask why me
But don't mind them they're not you

So just say fuck it
Put your hand in the shape of a gun
Bang!
You're a space cowboy now

◄ Firefly//Ballroom Dancing

Samurai Bebop ►

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Damon Blackery

Wed 23rd May 2018 18:28

Thank's Colin

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Wed 23rd May 2018 07:52

last four lines are ace Damon - might be worth considering condensing your other lines down a bit to make them as effective as these - make 'em short, sharp shockers! Maybe an idea for future poems? Good stuff nonetheless. Col.

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Damon Blackery

Wed 23rd May 2018 06:20

Thank's Anya you really are the best.

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Damon Blackery

Wed 23rd May 2018 02:41

Thank you.

Big Sal

Wed 23rd May 2018 01:26

Ha, bad ass piece!?

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