A/N: This is a poem I wrote because of the Pilot Quote Sam said. "He's probably got Jack, Jim, and Jose there with him."
This is what came out of that.
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As always,
Peace and Chicken Grease,
Shilo.
Jack, Jim, and Jose.
They've become my three best friends.
I try to tell them to go away, that I don't need them,
But my tongue doesn't work and my words are slurred,
I end up taking another shot...
And another...
And another...
The world spins, like I'm on some sadistic Merry-Go-Round.
It's fun, it really is.
I forget all the shit I've been through,
All the shit I'll have to do to keep going on.
I get numb,
And I don't care.
But when the wheels stop turning everything is like I left it.
Painful,
Pitieous,
Rediculous,
And stupid.
But then the doorbell rings and my three best friends come over again.
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