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Death Note
As I sit here wasting away, even my thoughts start to decay. With kindred thoughts far away maybe tomorrow might be a better day, it's only myself I have to convince but I wince when the task has to be done I'm glad I don't have a gun, it won't be very fun if you happen to be the one who lays eyes on where my body lies, but don't shed a tear, i'm fully aware my selfish deed cannot be undone. I'm off to become one.
Published 23rd Oct 2016
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24th Oct 2016 8:54am
The rhythm n flow was so smooth it made this very dark subject feel easier to digest... Excellent work :)
