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Author: Samana
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Supernatural - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-14-07 - Updated: 01-14-07 - id:2304398

Joker killed the gypsy with his

Gun

He walked away smiling

His deed done

Scream your desires

To the heavens

To be free

Inhale your exes

In fairness I have rambled

With extreme caution I do not wish to die alone

Weeping apparently solidifies me as an emotional person

With crazy emotion she screamed and didn’t know why but it felt good

A crazy gypsy rhyme almost acid induced roams my mind

What opens doors is that of hope

Buts its what doors it opens that makes us good or evil

Look to the sky a hope to find away out of your torture

Paranoid people with their eyes twitching on their friends

And their minds on their enemies

Leave my friend I wish to make music and hope

And all that can have with that

I love you thunderbird you free me

All these years you return to the man that relinquished you

And cherished his indulgence

Joker killed the gypsy with his

Gun

He walked away smiling

His deed done



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