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the pallbearer
to the coffin wailed
i've your number, brother
i've your six
is it good luck
if it rains on a funeral?
i've carried your lazy ass before
i'll carry you again
whether or not I want to
throughout these tired years
in a memory of gas station biscuits,
empty energy drinks, and
getting this shit over with
Written by GreaterPeril (Jared from the Backwoods)
Published
Author's Note
rest in peace, friend
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