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Apr 2017
I'm picking out my teeth,
one by one.
Cavities from all that sweet,
sweet contin candy.
I need a special hell,
to make my medicine work.
Late nights mixed with
Brandy.
Written by
Phoenix Rising  122/Non-binary/Death's Door
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)   
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