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Edited by
jimz
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Sun 06/08/08 01:43 PM
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pop pop
goes the wall shot pop pop hes deaad on the wall propped up there since he operated on his clipped wings pop pop men who shoot bullets get better and better pop pop just a flesh wound goes rotten goes insane pop pop they got her down pop pop one with his gun up pop pop fuuck man who you shootin at im trying to kill god our only witness bro deaad men cant hurt shiit |
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unless they come back as a ghost to haunt you
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To be gone forever, to never be no more. To never BE again.
Cast from this plain to another,that dude will never hurt any OTHER. Just another poor dead brother,lifes a mother******! Great words to start the wheels inside my head. Thinking and realizing 'dead'. Nice write Jimmy!!!! 
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peace, Terry
Jimmy |
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funny piece
we may have to put god in a Witness Protection Program to keep him invisible oh wait i think he's already in one of those programs The compound i here has a giant set of golden gates out front  
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funny piece we may have to put god in a Witness Protection Program to keep him invisible oh wait i think he's already in one of those programs The compound i here has a giant set of golden gates out front dude, wild, by the way, been reading and liking your poems Jimmy |
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pop pop goes the wall shot pop pop hes deaad on the wall propped up there since he operated on his clipped wings pop pop men who shoot bullets get better and better pop pop just a flesh wound goes rotten goes insane pop pop they got her down pop pop one with his gun up pop pop fuuck man who you shootin at im trying to kill god our only witness bro deaad men cant hurt shiit Interesting poem. I like your style. |
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