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What Else Could I HaveDone ExceptDrain The OcularFluid From My EyesTo Use As GlueFor A PictureOfTulipsPickThisScabPress It ToThisPageDirectlyIn The Ce..
No One Dances Like They Should Think On This Side-Walk In June On A Starry Night We Met In The Sweltering Heat He Grabbed My Hand Twirled Me Around An..
Here I Am AgainWearing Tight BlueJeans In BedI Have Not ShoweredIn Two DaysWith Three BottlesIn My HandsShaking Them UpAnd DownListening To TheTicking..
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In his bedroom he sitsRelaxing back in hisBlack computer chairI sit on his bed and noticeAn empty whiskey bottleTwo crushed beer cansThree Half smoked..
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