A tribute to an alarmclock
It wasn't evenmid day,
yet
you felt
the need to
disturb my sleep:
Prepare to die, bitch.
Poetry by muddy waters
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Written on 2006-05-03 at 15:58
Tags Alarm  Clock 
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