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Jan 2016
all too easy
to sink hooks in
weakened flesh
pathetic with sin

scrape myself up
after the hit and run
sever the strings
to end our fun

never look back
at the scene pronounced dead
pure becomes putrid
just as you said
vinny
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vinny  Seattle WA
(Seattle WA)   
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