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Casey's Love affair

Just a boy covering tracks On the corner of Wilkens Ave. Whispers his passion To the salesmen Of death! Synthesized heaven Where high wired souls Return to The hole Sunk into the bed. And spectacular rays Do not pierce His red lined mirrors. Once stained blue And young And in love - With me. And now He hides his tattoos Under a jacket. He is still covering tracks.

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