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Nov 2012
Cellar door
cell
door
Sell my soul
just a little more
*****
for a cellar
that holds nothing
but an empty,
empty nothing
nothing but nonsense
sense
sense
My cents, two cents
lined up on the door
lined up
Coked up, on the mirror
let me disappear
behind the cellar
cellar door
© Daniel Magner 2012
Daniel Magner
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