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Far? How Far?

Cut me
Cut me...
My gilded cut of contraband
Deep-end dwelling partners
Friends
Sacked up salacious mysteries
Subpoenas scream after me
Shouldered secrets in unmarked burlap
Packs...
Packs are we
& carrion feasts have we
Fests of festering unrest
Fresh and bloody freebies
At prices overpassed  
I'll make another prowl
Before I ever watch you
Watch you...
Scowl
 
Don't presume to ask me how
Written by AtoMikbomb
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