Laid In From Without Poem by Cigar Aficionado
Laid In From Without
Thinking back in the light to that night.
Why was i hit? ..run down..and the
same conclusion do I reach..it was fun
he has no one, we will do society a favor.
My rags for warmth comfort me no more
as bleeding I lay on stone so cold
to tremble.
My head you won't touch as dying I lay
The vermin run to find a new host.
Being in me, you flee to your home where it's safe.
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