Monday, February 28, 2011

Like chemo destroys a body to rid it of cancer
Spring leaves our land stained with winter's filth
My mind reflects the haze that hangs over this newly acquainted town
Images travel through my mind like the houses I pass by
All my memories seem grainy and soaked in rain
Like they'd been pissed on by God
This Liquor lessens the weight of the world
and I soon begin to nod

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