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Feeling Run Down...

Specter of death, ever shadows me
I've seen him everywhere
He lurks in the bushes, behind the trees
He's still there, I swear

I've seen him up close a number of times
It's not so very pretty
He stared me down and looked interested
I'm like; "Hey, nothing here to see"

Slipping through his clutches
I've run a million miles
But, as I evade his touches
He offers me up a smile

I know I'm not immune
He'll get me in future time
Death may be around the corner
While I'm writing this rhyme

So I'll just keep on running
I know I'll need some luck
Death may be just funning
"But, look out for that truck!"

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Structured: Western
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Let's see how many frightning stories we can scare up this month.
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Not Explicit Content

Comments

I'M taking my truck for so many
now you may book me
ere I myself flee
but do compose a silly poem on me '
I'd love to read
as so many i carry
lol
x'cuze mee
pleeze '
no not on a Sunday
off day 4 me

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