spirits
michael love amd wine. 000714
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Nine Volt Jesus the sting of the liquor and the accusing fingers of the unquiet dead who have stood over my head like a black cloud since i was a boy, chasing me to the edges of madness

and sometimes the face that stares back from my mirror looks nothing at all like me
000715
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jane i wish i didn't have to worry about driving
i wish i could dump the spirits into my body and forget that i ever had inhibitions
i wish i could say what i really mean
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