Dying is a Mutha
By poyn_gloyn
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
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DYING IS A MUTHA FUCKA
As I stepped straight out onto the street
A car screeched and sounded it's horn to the left of me.
Two thoughts entered my head
as it smeared me across the tarmac.
Is that car on the wrong side of the road?
...or am I in France.
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