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Jul 2014
Taking shots at the bar, tell my mind it's to far.
Waist ciroc on my shirt,  I feel the end of my heart!
Bang!

Time flys with no wings, I'm full but haven't ate.
Can't feel my left hand, I can't even stand right.
Bang!

I bleed words that don't make sense
I don't know what I just said
I breath my last breath
Please take a shot for me because I'm up next.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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