Phoenix Files Conflagration
I think…No I “Know” you don’t
How could you? I’m only the same
Difference you thought was familiar
While thinking comes from not knowing.
I got your wheels turning and that
But you couldn’t know who I was but
To be where I’ve been is to bring
About life that I have taken.
And I can’t allow that so death is
Let’s see I have a smoking gun, a
Switchblade, keep cold in my ice
Box 10 million English Oxford poisonous
Yoga hot rocks, pause…
I have the most deadly way with
Natural causes. I call it death by
Default since introductions are
Due. Your funeral rites are my life.
I’m in the business of killing strangers.
I promise to kill you softly because
I have been dying over and over
Again to make your acquaintance in
By: Mario McClain
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