Dead Friends
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Shot dead, i’m breathing like a pug,
Crawling in my skeleton,
My friends faces, purely smug,
They’ve clocked out, gone someplace more fun


Yet I can’t do anything about it,
The game won’t work,
My fingers are busted and reduced to ashes
Soft, flesh and pink like marshmallows


My temple is drab and bleak,
Might sap some more energy
from the dispensary, hopefully it’ll last this time,
Unlike every other instance.
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