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Feb 2015
Darling, I told myself
That I might as well
Enjoy this life 'cause i'm
Bound to go to hell.

I'm doing swell
And as far as I can tell.
All of my **** regrets
Doesn't ring a bell.

The doctor put me on
Milk cream and *****,
'Cause he's just trynna
Put himself in my shoes.

He mentioned he's got
A spare bible I could use.
I'm not much of a believer,
But what else do I got to lose?*

- (A.F)
For the ones that
are stuck singing' the blues.

Copyright © 2015 Art Flores.
All Rights Reserved.
Art Flores
Written by
Art Flores  Rosemead, California
(Rosemead, California)   
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   Joseph Schneider and SPT
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