Ken

by tom   Mar 30, 2006


The feeling feels strange
when it happens
your going deranged

everything is tainted
you lay there
nearly fainted

you are bound
your hands are tided
nowhere to be found

your life is off your chest
they have put you away
away to rest

and now you have gone to heaven
it is a bit strange
its quite like Devon

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