
thursday will be one of god
knows how many more yet
to come and you'll be here
for four; it only takes three
seconds as you know; regrets
are like cigarettes
you smoke; ash and trash; stay
cool and collected son; be safe;
i will be the one holding on
to the pen so you won’t, and red
ink will have flowed before then;
if you get through it whole;
otherwise, it's back again;
the same goes for you as well--
as you very well know now.
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