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thirteen ways to kill your lover
a hundred and one ways to die

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whatever gets me through the night

I write this from a bar Waiting For an old “friend” To meet me Darkness surrounds Encompasses Fills Expands Around and in Me That’s the beauty Of Dark places You can hide And find Others That are So transparent That they Hide too As for me I don’t want to hide Forever It’s the dark…… Continue reading whatever gets me through the night

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