to the friendly people, all the folk,
I hope you die I hope you choke.
In my mind I see your eyes,
bulging, bloodshot, from constricting ties.
Whats that you say? through your gasps for air,
you cant breathe, and at me you stare.
around me you always walked,
never listening when I tried to talk.
well hear me now because above you I stand,
loss of
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