untitled(Stay Away)
by Jon McFarland
hand it out,
like i do.
but you doubt,
deep inside you.
can you deal,
like i can.
keep it real,
hit the fan.
sliced to hell,
it falls away.
hard to tell,
might stay this way.
now they're here,
when its big,
don't come near,
just a gig.
i don't need you.
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