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Aug 2014
I call my bed my ******* best friend
it'll always hold me when
my head is cracking, pouring
tequila and brain matter all over the floor
when I'm hacking, dying
from the poison I chose to take
laying naked and shivering
but too hot to cover up
I'm generally not a **** but
for my bed I'll do anything
just put a few thousand shots in me
so I can be with my best friend
so I can finally
fall asleep
Daniel Magner
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Daniel Magner
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   August, ---, ---, r and Ariel Baptista
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