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Grim Reaperii
As I said in GRI, I would return to speak again of that which I did afore begin I now do finish that first rhyme. The next time was when commerce sought where in O.C. a car I bought A Peugot fine it was, I deemed as off the lot I drove that eve. I headed for a fueling place, and gassed the tank up full Then into car I quickly got and drove off slowly, aware of naught when suddenly I heard a fearsome noise 'twas tension from the gas pump hose Rocket-like that hard steel crashed through window into my skull it smashed A painful impact, 'twas just fate as blood poured from my rock-hard pate. Glass lodged in wound, it's true, was found The gash quite deep, my skull did pound Strange indeed this thing, forsooth though death again I did repulse. The last, and hopeful final time was early June about evening time Upon Steel Horse I did betake to head to Gym, a work-out make Flew like the wind round corner, that machine and I, marked for thirty flat Played carelessly that day, it's true Lifes not a game, I greatly rue At fifty five I pumped the brake no time to turn, 'twas just too late Fishtailed it did, that sturdy bike as I crashed, with blackened sight. To curb I flew, no sound of course 'cept my flesh crashing, 'gainst stronger force. No time to think just blackness now just time to speak a Name, not loud to Him who reads the silent words Lord I said, indeed you're true . As up I stood up a ragged mess though stand I did, God did bless My life anew he granted me Nine lives I've not, it's Destiny.
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