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 the cutting room floor...................................
Can't do this anymore
without him coming thru the door,
can't take another minute
without him physically in it.
There's nothing to keep me here
except for pain and fear,
i have bad days and worse never any good
to have the latter i never could.
I can't write can't breathe can't go on
there's no life here to dawn,
just gonna cut and go to sleep
then throw me down....
and let the dirt over me creep.
I'm already dead anyway
i just can't keep facing another day,
and besides i'll rid the world of a burden
with me gone be no need for beggin.
So true i've often talked like this
1 day i'll make good on it bringing bliss,
excuse me i'm gonna be sick now
only suffer for sure....
can't live don't know how!
PUTTING AN END TO EARTHLY SALLY



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