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slice slice slice
nothing left to see
slice slice slice
nothing left to be
spill spill spill
the blood just trickels down
spill spill spill
like a crushed crown
slide slide slide
streeming seeping stinging
slide slide slide
don't even reolize that all you are is mameing
this show is done
the curtens close
put out the sun
time for one last dose
the final bow
this is the end
- by Dorky Moose |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/17/2011 |
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