happy ish
hey's and hi's as i'm walking down the school hallways
but no matter how warm the greeting,
i always know that by the end of the day, there will be hell to pay
i wonder, as i'm being told to "do it"* if soon, me and god will be meeting
p.s. *pull the trigger, cut a little deeper, jump, etc.
p.p.s. im sorry to those i love. this one goes out to D. Hardman, we love
you buddy and rest in piece.
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