the sieve and the sand

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sedation

the guilt of eyes

poetry

u strted 2 play pretnd
i look’d twards alkohal
we can pretnd i kept it downn
things on firre spun our fann
im not much fer pretend
no fun 2 b serrious all the time
can’t quite drive wit hifsting lines

November 1, 2008 David X. Hugo Tagged drunk, sedation Leave a comment
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