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Something I wrote during a slow day at work:

Im walking on eggshells, "Dont make a sound."
Then face down on cold concrete, gagged and tightly bound.
I choke out, "I love you," But the words just pour out [red]red.
You say, "Please dont cry, baby, nothing hurts when youre dead."

And then come the stars,
No more beautiful than deceiving
Shock asphyxiates me...
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guitarified:
Really good!
jaybugg:
BOOYA