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Jun 2018
Fine
Fine crumbs snowing in the spoon
Burn
Boil, purify
Pierce the cotton with the eye,
Draw your shot, locked and loaded
Roll your sleeves or arms get bloated
Shoot the poison
Straight into brain
Such toxicity
To keep a man sane
Written by
AW Gray  21/M/Scotland
(21/M/Scotland)   
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