What Dead Men Have and Rich Require
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
See what I did there? That was for you.
I've never had a poem written about me before. But now that I have, it sucks.
Having a poem written about you is kinda like getting your name pulled out of the jar of tributes.
You're fucked.
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