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... (Free verse) by shygirl1619
Dead alive flying in the sky waiting to kill
the fly why Who knows Don't really think anyone does
Blood red as red from the dead of dead cuss
that is what you see
do u dare to put one the shoes walk the walk
talk the talk can u breath anymore HA
I see why you grow from a seed no better
then me no better then you
now where are the shoes not on your feet you
did not like what you seen did you
People crying Bleeding denying lying things
even flying on that good stuff so they say
but they have no clue that they are dieing
killing them self slowly
see what you get
for one min of peace one min of pleasure in
the end your gone not even one last song
Messed up
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