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Slim Winston

His head on my chest as I laid down on the bed. My hand on his body feeling every rib under his skin. Still have the teeth marks on my soul and a ink drawing that is not yet permanent. Feeling the needle and the last breath as he looks towards me. At the wrong place in the world. A beer poured on the ground and arms to short to reach.

 

Once again not able to be there.

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I pissed myself in a sea of champagne and no one seemed to notice.

Humanity just marched on one drunken step at a time.

Like ants on a piece of candy.

No matter how many you kill they just keep coming back.

Liquid Oblivion helps us forget the world around us.

Vicodin for reality. Zanex for salvation.

Opium fur folkes is not religion. It's much cheaper to give them prescriptions.

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Amber color fire

Another night with filter friends

Sitting in the dark

Howling at the moon

That silent

Heartbreaking scream that no one can hear.

 

Amber colored fire to keep my soul warm.

The check will come tomorrow. 

The high price for living low.

 

Slow notes dancing

In ears and eyes

Blue smoke drawing

Out the tears that hearts can't spare.

Time slows down

Like a 45...

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