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Apr 2012
i was never one for the dramatics.
mostly, i just drank in the corner and watched the stage.
had the uppers and the droppers and the
speakers boomed all night in my ear.
i churned out lines left and right.
saw the virginal girls with filthy minds slip
out of their ******* and onto my lap-- that was all right.
they were good *****, i'll give them that.
i could have done without seeing their faces.
maybe that's cold.
**** it.
Copyright 2012 M.E. Lundy
M Lundy
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