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a self-conscious lack of denial (Free verse) by nentwined self-conscious plunge
of frustration and sardonic humor;
moth to the flame, drink in the light of the spirit --
there's a whole cabinet full; taste the warmth of
burning flesh.
spirit wisdom / drunken poetry.
Up the ladder:
Invisible Wounds
Down the ladder:
Fourteen Years
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Posted: February 15, 2007 5:41 PM PST; Last modified: February 15, 2007 5:41 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.089402 Overall Rank: 6282 Comments:
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half.italian @ 76.172.249.205
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15-Feb-07/9:37 PM
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Southern Comfort always brings me spirit wisdom.
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nentwined @ 76.167.62.172
> half.italian
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15-Feb-07/9:39 PM
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I only tried Southern Comfort once... it was too sickeningly sweet for me, then, and never had the urge to try it again.
A couple of wines and all is fine.
A couple (bottles?) and I'd probably be blacked out.
This was just about 6 oz of Pyrat rum. 450 view(s)
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