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Poetry

the end.

the end has come
the robber said
to bring forth all the friends
we can’t pretend
to be on the mend
when our heads
are filled
with k8’s turds.

the end has come
the beginning is nigh
we are fastening our seatbelts
to take a break when it’s over.
i can’t believe we ended here
and that it was all up to me
i swear to god
i didn’t want this
but everyone wanted it for me.

because i could do it–
remember who you all are
remember who we all know
and what we are meant to be doing here.

we are here to change the world
make it bigger for and free
make it larger to the birds eyes
make it come down to the sea

the land and the sea
the birds and the bees
just sitting here
you and me.

the end has come
the retard said
so she can try and make amends
it’s too late bitch
keep on torturing us
with your lies
and your turds
and your bitch
cunt tard
brains.
also, you’re lame.
and this isn’t a silly game
this is real fucking life
and we all laid down on this line
to make it come out
so let’s save me now.
so we can all save ourselves.

never trust the government
and pray to god for sure.

the end has come
the real god said
so please put your hands and feet
inside the shredder
it was just a simple vitamix blender.

i was born in Chicago
then moved to the FRG
right across the fox river from Brandon Lee.

remember in the end
you’ll all be portions for foxes.
remember in the end
we win with oxes.

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