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January 24, 2011 - 10:27 Didn't drink a single drop, but from my eyes they wouldn't stop, face tear-tight, head throbs strong, pant-chapped lips mouth everything's wrong. Cry hang-over, cry, cry crrry hang-over. From a woman in bed, on her side. Maybe next I will make one up where the character puts some clothes on and goes to a coffee shop.
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