Knife
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Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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A KNIFE
I'm stuck here
I cannot move
No job
No food
No dope
No hope.
In a box I brood
I seeth, I'm rude
I'm used
Abused
But not confused...
I'm too scared for that.
It's Catch 22
It's the blues
No money
No life
No women
...but a knife...
...a knife...
A knife?
A KNIFE.
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