in a quiet little house in a quiet attic room
we all heard the tape that held their own doom
we turned on the stereo to hear the people say
how they had to pull the plug on old man dave
the funeral is on wednesday, the lady clearly said
they had to pay respect for their recently dead
it's a scary little thought left in a tape
that still haunts my memory to this very day
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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