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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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The people are mad,
they become red,
hey where’s the med,
don’t be so sad!

Give me your cries,
give me your joy,
spread the wings,
and give me your feet.

That’s a train you say?
Fall underneath it and be a kill,
the happiest moment you’ll ever be,
is when your head gets crushed upon,
leaving you of being the.

Removing body of the levitated mind,
you’ll beg and you’ll cry,
but I’ll be dead,
and enjoying my time.

 


Submitted: May 30, 2014

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