Death
Drives a badass
Lowrider car.
Black
'57 Chevy
Hearse.
Burgundy interior.
Skull grinning
From the rearview mirror
It's mine
With a full set of
Front teeth.
In the Grim Reaper's
Halogen headlights
My future is unclear.
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