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I Kill a Friend

Found myself now Bloody and scared Have nowhere to run I’m so unprepared. Stains on my shirt A knife on my hand Have goose bumps Sweats on my head. I just can’t take Doing this crime I kill a friend Cut him with slime. Tears are pouring Down in the kitchen I kill a friend My one only chicken.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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