05 November 2009

...and the epitaph....

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I'm lost ...
take me home...
chain me up...
dont let me roam..


I'm diseased....
dont kill me..
just tie me up..
I'm blind...I can't see..

Please dig a pit...
when i'm dead
in your backyard..
dont let me fade..

I'll be there..
rotten to silence...
let this be my epitaph..
An epitome of violence.




Peace,
your diseased dog.

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