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Dec 2013
he crushed every vertebrae in my back
leaving me spineless and
reliant on alcohol and flickering candlelight
to make my shadow dance.

he taught me that maybe
cigarettes aren't that bad,
because they sure as hell numb the pain
even if they take down your lungs in the process.
written at the request of a good friend named Nathan
Kay Reed
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Kay Reed  F/ohio
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