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Dec 2012
No more long stares
spent phenol syringes fresh on the streets,
barbiturated ruffiansΒ riddled,
denizens lost into this killing machine,
over dosed on Laudanum yesterday's ***** with temerity to spare,
turns tricks down
tomorrow someone laugh and high kick her,
those new Barista Gangsters , their marketing strategy
stretches the mind,
enough to **** a healthy Ox.
Lean close and hear
this requisitioned block is a pleasure dome
suitable for gilded beautification.
topaz oreilly
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topaz oreilly  england
(england)   
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