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Aug 2014
6
Innocence
Your story of silence
Took a shot below the belt
And other colloquialisms.
I would not have it any other way
Nothing of my origin
Flows from these fingers
Suddenly
Iā€™d brought to inspiration
From the driving drums of music
And a $24 bottle
Never has Jackson given me so much.
Who gave you permission
But the idiots of understanding?
Drunk poetry
Written by
JP Goss
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