.We found my cousin
in my uncle Trevorâs barn,
he slit his arm from
wrist to elbow and
back again.
Hey lay there twitching,
a goldfish in broken glass,
they shook him, begged, pleaded,
I said: "Let it beâ
heâs gone, gone, gone."
Thereâs a sweetness in the.
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