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4d
Painful
Prideful
Half empty fool
His cups full, over flows
And spills
A mess made, price paid
With a clenching fist full of pills
Shameful
Pitiful
Half empty individual
His cups dry, dead eyes
Staring still
A breath fades, life frays
A corpse has only time to ****
K J McCarthy
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K J McCarthy  34/M/PA
(34/M/PA)   
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