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Images won't kill this thread, just make it an eyesore. It'll have to killed with words:
I heard it was a good read
I heard it had a style
And so I came to see it
To mingle for a while
And there it was this young thread
A stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with its postcount
Filling my life with its words
But I'm killing it softly with my posts
Killing it softly, with my posts
Draining its whole life, with my words
Killing it softly, with my posts
(forgive me Roberta Flack)
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