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Apr 2010
blood-letting once more;
let's waste a pint or two.
heavenly red roller coasters of
veins and arteries

dilate with nothing more than
the hint of injectable
ecstasy.

pure toxic delicacies line
intestines of precious
wasted years, nothing

accomplished but the faith
of a million highs; followed
evermore with drowned
spirits.

never letting go, yet never
quite in grasp, its a

purgatory at best.
Written by
Le Yang
658
     Rose, --- and D Conors
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