Antihero

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Some micro poems about antiheroes.
I give my best friends black eyes, 
I wont lye, 
Some of it's their blood, 
Some of it's mine, 
But I cant talk about the first rule.

Tick tok,
Whirring cogs and grinding gears,
Going after low hanging fruit,
While we're,
Singing in the rain.

Returning video tapes,
Often leads to Huey Lewis and the news,
Raincoat, reservation, rat, rage,
I escape through blood lust and cocaine,
But this is not an exit.
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