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End Me

Just end me Give me some relief 'Cuz I'm about three weeks deep without sleep. And no, I don't know where they came from: the little children with swords knives and guns. I s'pose I got a couple debts due to the dude with the big bad voodoo. Just end me, or let me go quietly Bury me at the bottom of the sea.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Book: Shattered Sighs