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Drunken Night (Other) by Ataryu Vision blurs,
A bunch of slurs,
Drank to much wine,
Canât walk the line.
I've been cuffed,
The back seats ruff,
The windows open,
And im a jumpin.
Cars swirve by me,
I fucked up my knee,
Keep running for the river,
Now itâs getting deeper
To fucked to swim,
The light is dim,
No more air,
This isn't fair.
Hell or Heaven,
That is the question,
The thoughts flash by,
Now I die.
Up the ladder:
Love in the Tropics
Down the ladder:
exist
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.4
Posted: October 4, 2003 10:32 AM PDT; Last modified: October 4, 2003 10:32 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.286087 Overall Rank: 3729 Comments:
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New Life Drug @ 67.112.121.181
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4-Oct-03/2:29 PM
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really simple and to the point and not confusing and I like it cuz it reminds me of a drunken night.
'Now I die' seems hyperbolic and a lot of the rhymes seem forced 'knee/me, swim dim'
Still fast flowing and not too painful 174 view(s)
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