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| michael | love amd wine. | 000714 |
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| Nine Volt Jesus |
the sting of the liquor and the accusing fingers of the unquiet dead who have stood over my head like a black cloud since i was a boy, chasing me to the edges of madness and sometimes the face that stares back from my mirror looks nothing at all like me |
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| jane |
i wish i didn't have to worry about driving i wish i could dump the spirits into my body and forget that i ever had inhibitions i wish i could say what i really mean |
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