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My Throne

Please appease i'll drown alone sitting on my throne made of verse and rhyme and wasted time and cigarettes and 'buts' and 'yets' and guitar strings, engagement rings, and bad fashion, unfulfilled passion and hundreds of miles and cold bathroom tiles and dollar bills and cheap thrills and glasses of wine but mostly of wasted time.
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May 11, 2010
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