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Aug 2014
The jingle-jangle of pills,
in a bottle, now in the trash.
The honey-sweet scent
of liquor in a glass.

The eye-searing shine
of an untouched blade.
The Cheshire cat grin
of a boy who doesn't know my name.

Life,
Should come with a CAUTION sign.
tw: daily struggles.
pixels
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pixels  24/Ohio, USA
(24/Ohio, USA)   
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