untitledyou can sleep when you're dead he spoke last night out of a dream. alcohol-drenched and half-alive. ripping, burning, crushing pain the tears won't come they're buried so deep i wanted to hold you but i knew where you were you were already gone. i don't think i can take you. please don't make me out to be some monster it's you that made me this way. smoke-filled lungs and guilt-trips you put me through.
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"We'll play the theme from the Dinah Shore show. who wants to be Dinah Shore? whose alter-ego is Dinah Shore? oh, his fists didn't go up so quickly this time. yawn...yawn..yawn. put those headphones on it's bee-bop time."
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