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Dec 2009
That manipulative shot glass-
blew my brains with black n blue ***** bullets
and with blinded passion and mixed emotions,
I glided gently off my high bar stool,
and found myself nestled neatly
on my ****.
Cry Sebastian
Written by
Cry Sebastian  Hanover
(Hanover)   
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