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	<title>Emotional Slag &#187; Alcohol</title>
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	<description>The only thing left when you&#039;ve already poured out your heart</description>
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		<title>Drink</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:55:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[they told me what i shouldn&#8217;t do
i listened good, i listened true
it&#8217;s not my fault, it isn&#8217;t fair
it should be me up over there
instead i lay here on my back
as all around me fades to black
a red light flashes just in sight
a mangled mass off to the right
a man leans down with coat of white
&#8220;he&#8217;ll [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>they told me what i shouldn&#8217;t do<br />
i listened good, i listened true<br />
it&#8217;s not my fault, it isn&#8217;t fair<br />
it should be me up over there<br />
instead i lay here on my back<br />
as all around me fades to black<br />
a red light flashes just in sight<br />
a mangled mass off to the right<br />
a man leans down with coat of white<br />
&#8220;he&#8217;ll never make it throught the night&#8221;<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;">(unfinished&#8230;)</p>
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		<title>Justice</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 01:24:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>grey</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Alcohol]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I lie here now with eyes of glass
And watch events that come to pass
Far to my right a red light flickers
As on my left an small group bickers
They say it was an awful mess
Of what they speak I cannot guess 
Above my head a twisted mass
Of burning metal in the grass

I overheard the medics state
We [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>I lie here now with eyes of glass<br />
And watch events that come to pass</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Far to my right a red light flickers<br />
As on my left an small group bickers</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>They say it was an awful mess<br />
Of what they speak I cannot guess</strong><strong> </strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Above my head a twisted mass<br />
Of burning metal in the grass<br />
</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>I overheard the medics state<br />
We can&#8217;t save this one, it&#8217;s too late<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>It took a while for me to see<br />
The one of which they spoke was me<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>This mess was no one&#8217;s fault at all<br />
Another truth of alcohol<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>To pay his folly, I not he<br />
Will soon just a statistic be<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>As darkness comes and takes me whole<br />
Of all my thoughts I lose control<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>A woman comes and takes my hand<br />
As I slip from this unfair land<br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>She glances up and her eyes rise<br />
As one man lives and one man dies </strong></p>
<address style="text-align: center;"> 19970917</address>
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<p>i don&#8217;t really know why i stated writing about alcohol and death. neither of my parents drink. i guess it&#8217;s just a deep subject, and that&#8217;s what i like to write about. i wrote this one down on paper a long time ago but lost it. it was the inspiration for &#8220;drink&#8221; which i am leaving forever unfinished. i just found the paper today. i hope you enjoy seeing my perspective on life through my writings. salute.</p>
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<address style="text-align: center;">19989813<br />
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