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So what are you going to say at my funeral now that you killed me?

Here lies the body of the love of my life whose heart I broke

Without a gun to my head

Here lies the mother of my children, both living and dead

Rest in peace my true love who I took for granted

The most bomb pussy who because of me sleep evaded

Her shroud is loneliness

Her god was listening

Her heaven will be a love without betrayal

Ashes to ashes

Dust to sidechicks

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desfilles

I got fire in my brain. In my heart and veins. In between my legs.
(And now I'm back to writing.)

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