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Nov 2013
I smoke too much
I drink too much
I write too much
I am too much

I need a big joint
maybe roast beef
I need a big hit
maybe from a boxer

I feel like painting again
naked women me thinks
or I will not paint them
Just ...........

Yet I write too much
drink too much
and die a little
everyday....... well that's my way


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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   Olivia Kent
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