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Nov 2014
I got tons and tons of spit,
And vinegar dribbles of sour,
Lemon lime frothy gobs,
Ripe with a distilled scent,
But leaden with this dull ache taste,
That I try to get rid of but can’t…
No matter how much I spit,
I am cursed…
To hate myself and to hate others.
Johnny C
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Johnny C  On Mars With Dracula, USA
(On Mars With Dracula, USA)   
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