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Follow her in a darkened street.
All she hears, shuffled feet.
Swift attack,
Muffled cries.
Chloroform,
Soothing lies.

In a truck,
At the back.
All tied up,
Out of luck.

Searing pain,
Bones will snap.
Lightning booms,
Cant go back.
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i wrote this a loooooooooooooooooooong time ago so its not very good
i found it and other unfinished poems while cleaning up my shit hole of a room lol
pardon my language.
but anyway
tell me wht u think of it
i am planning on re writing it to make it better.

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hey hi... long time no see...
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sorry i havent been talking on msn, it broke
boo hoo hoo
i cant get on i dont know why.

--
Remember, remember,
The fifth of November
The gun powder, treason and plot.
I know of no reason
Why the gun powder treason
Should ever be forgot.

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