Death Poem by derek pursel

Death



a road with a dead end
will then be it
you can get mugged or do drugs
but it all leades the some way
so say your hurrrayys
but when your done
dont try to run
so dont do it just cause its fun
so please
dropp the gun
and stop this thing you call fun

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