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Apr 2015
Bottle of blues in hand,
I've had to much to think.
I'm trying to understand
But I've begun to sink.
My mind races
Til I run out of breath,
I've lost my sanity, lost all traces,
I think I've thought myself to death.
Bottle of ***** in hand,
I've had too much to drink.
I'm trying to understand,
But in this bottle, I've begun to sink.
MKF
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MKF  New Jersey
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