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Spiced Rum
Crooked teeth sharpen.. like stoned-brains.....when the widow takes light. / Bus-pass funerals feeding the satanic presidents who have never seen the love of night. / Drags upon drags UPON DRAGS... of prescription biblical realities. Which fed them
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French Girls
Each day it’s charted course. / Fate with it’s heavy force, / We are dog toys.
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Lorna
Looks down at me. / Has empathy but mistakes it for pity. / Treats me like charity and never gives.
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Scars and Bars
The broken vixen bent at bar, / cleverly hiding her emotional scars. / The Kind man looked very lonley.
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Must Be Santa
Chains. Chains. Chains. / Pursuit of truth, / Labyrinth of fear.
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