He lost his life
In hot sands……”
Still I wanted to be a paragraph…
Sitting on the soft side of my eulogy
Preparing no pictures for the inside….
No good times!
Mind was permanently layed off!
My casket will be a tin can
With a nickel and a penny in it!
Can’t even play a fucking Jukebox!
“Shirt worth a damn juice box!”
“Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These!”
“Who the hell am I to disagree!”
“Lol I love that song!”
I’m the land mine out of my damn mind…
When I finnaly die in battle
It will be from eternal life…
Since I fell from God’s kingdom wings Smokey black on both sides…
I’m trying to keep that side A
From side b turning my cassette tape
Into one million degrees!
This beautiful pain
Will be my victory…
I don’t need nothing!
Or a unknown known sprocket to do shit for me!!!
If you want to pitty me!!!
Do it by dieing for admitting our cause to live means you never gave a fuck about me!!!
Our corpses will kiss for a ment to be moment……..
“This will be close to a victory……..”
I trust know one or nothing trying to get close enough to me!!!!!
I’m just dry rotten dabree………….
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