Head full of whiskey.
tellin my self to turn it all around.
the blood of christ
has never tasted sweeter.
pumping through my veins
all through out my body.
drops of joys
and sorrow
and pleasure and pain.
every degree of my being
wants this to pass.
the lines are blurring,
but
im trying my hardest
to make sure
its the truth
before i write it down.
5/29/07
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