Saint Jimmy

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June 17th, 2012

I have turned to

the dark, tempting

black hole if sorrow.

Filled with the only thing

to calm this pain.

A world of everyone

who's ever hurt so bad,

they've almost fallen

apart completely.

They have fallen under

the powers of

him,

the one that makes

the angry ones

so tranquil,

it's scary.

I am one of them.

I am

the Jesus of Suburbia.

My life was saved by

Saint Jimmy,

and all my debts

are to him.

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