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Feb 2013
I take a cigarette lighter to my family,,
Heat up the spoon I'm fed from,
And smell the muddy waters.

It's the intravenous extraction of the little love I have left.
Written by
James Brian Ker  Nashville, TN
(Nashville, TN)   
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