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Jan 2016
I bought this bottle of wine, on half price
mark down
It was supposed to ease my tension, release
my soul
This particular bottle of wine, had other plans
unrepentant, unrealized
Half thought retorts, and now blood pouring
from my ears
The fight in the jug, is stronger than the
fight in me

Stronger than the fight in us
all

--I bought this pack of smokes, third pack
of the day
I bought em with intentions to calm, to
collect
After the wine, they become derelict
unknowing and compromised
Whispering the evils, the truths right down
my throat  

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Jay G
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   Cecil Miller
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