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David Andrews |
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Apology Would I guess I'd guess those words were like a cliff is like a bitch perverse and obvious attractions. So those words they tugged your wrists. We fell as far as two will fall in what great unsubtle cunt called sky. I'm The Egotist Dead guts on a stone who put you there for me to see? All that is done for is done for me. Poems are written for me and confessions are spoken for me and God has made one heaven and one hell just for me. Judas or Jesus it scarcely matters. Done for me. Dear guts who used to be part of you but are now part of me who put me there for me to see? Must've been me. |