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Stray 2808

Here's to pride and withered dreams,
To family ties torn at the seems,
To laughter and scorn,
And ended friendships we mourn.

To coming out with cheer-rah and awe,
And living a dream that's pretty tall.

Save me,
Cancer,
Eat away my filthy soul,
And tell me when the end is,
Before the end is.

Hurt all the lonely people,
And let them know what love is,
Crawling on their hands and knees,
Towards a false definition of living.

One hundred precent lonely,
Lonely but that's okay.

Now that I've come out of the closet,
And am starting to decay,
Won't be long before I am washed away.

Evil angel lets out the killer inside.

Plead with me for this singular life,
Come on and save me,
Cancer.

Blood red blood,
Even faggots can bleed.

It's forgotten fiction,
And I'm still proud of my pain.

It's the joker in me that lets bleed slowly,
While the city sleeps in flame around me.

The beast is the best.

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I'm mildly... something. THis is the gibberish that comes out after awhile.

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