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dead strings detuned to e flat

lonely chord tired guitar play soul numb as callous fingers heart hollow as sea rusted string flat wrought steel, peeled off tire fire face melted fleeting garish glimpse of starch shirt 60s itchy lice life like gene spliced flight patterns bioengineered space age Han Solo with (hold) full o'Spice Synthetic Cannabinoids sprayed on Marshmallow leaf ruin life Chewie grab the bowcaster, ill grab the glock foe blaster Smash, mash and crashed'er like Britons of Lancaster
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Jun 2, 2016
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trash i wrote drunk

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