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Dec 2012
Mental Insanity
Creating imaginative hallucinations
Of true records
Within my brain.

Consisting all of the one I love
From recreation until lust
Yet one sends me
To hell and forward.

This of the main ingredient
With the one she loves
On top of a bed,
Underneath the fireworks.

He, whom I am not, her lover.
Written July 19, 2003 @ 1:35 PM CDT.
Gary W Weasel Jr
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   Vernon Waring
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