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Why does my body let me get so full of whiskey without no protest or warning signs....

Why does my heart let me go on livin, when the whiskey won't get you off my mind?

I'm way too fecking old for this stupid kind of livin,
and I'm way too fecking stupid to be this damn old.
I seen that side of life and it' all takin and no giving,
this vessels shoving off, if you're willin grab a hold....

(Believe it or not, it 'is' original.)_
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@MarmeeMarch OH my gawd! It's so fecking good to see you insincere, inarticulate, disindigenous piece of fluff~ Whose genitalia are you swinging on today?
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@MarmeeMarch You are so far out of your league it is not even funny soy boy!
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@MarmeeMarch You should try to at least be entertaining you nasty little shit stain.
@MarmeeMarch I'm beginning to think maybe you and Harriet are the same person! You certainly don't seem 'male'. You don't exhibit any '\male' personality markers. You are indeed a mystery.
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