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[bodytext] => he talks a straight face, he rhymes with no dream he keeps asking his friends, "shoot me shoot me" well he is off alone, way down into the gutter he has no girlfriend and he doesn't know his mother without his pill popping habit he is not on this earth he finds the money by looking threw dirt and when the man becomes a boy he treats his life like a toy Uses and uses until he stinks up the one bedroom apartment used to have goals, but now he has been spent without his daughter (who he lost years ago) he is nothing more then a beggar looking for dough Sometimes we see him walking into a closet full of nails And then he got caught selling pills, now he is in jail Without the habit, he is going through withdrawl its hell Until he finds that he is suddenly called out on bail "hello employer I am the devil, and I have set you free" You must work for me or remain in captivity" So thats how he got that brand on his back It says, "I have gone deep and I am never coming back" this is why he doesn't have a job, or go back to school its the red that has absorbed him, there is no pull if you ask him what's two plus two he will scream shut the ***** up he works for the devil and his money still hasn't come up so why the ***** do you think he is digging his grave he'd rather die than be this way, and end up insane [comments] => 1 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 13 [informant] => juliestevens18 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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