章 2: Poe
Poe looked like the ice on the morning floor, dead and manic .
Eyes wide deepening quietly titanic he felt like screaming but he knew all
That mattered was to get the glass but it felt better he screeched clutching his butt
Picking himself up dead he ran outside the door away from dead demon
Run run he felt like screaming but he had no hope now
He had to tell the writers before it ended
He didn't want to finally really die
But he knew death he had lived this dice game a hundred thousand times
He knew it ended how it ended supernova scream was going to rip his head off and eat it he had been this shit many times
Ice ice baby he sang opening a can of baked beans running
Screaming run run the drugs the drugs this one of the bummers of not dying
He could only die one way one great highway robbery train beeping he felt good
Sweet dreams are mad e woah fucjk get the fuck out I need this damm piece of shit (snort ) crap car fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck I goooottta fuken die
People would soon forget about him they allllllways didiiiii I I d
Snort snort ) clink grrrrrrrrr go
Manic as shit now he drove to the writers house
Wow wow slippping the needle in at the same time wow
He snatched down his mouth some coke
La di dadad rah rah mmmhhhhh goo dddead
The amount of drugs he felt like a kitten no idea why
Dead
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