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pencil slash 

it's not about the booze 
the broads, the drugs
that course the veins,

the cheap dime store props
we use to fake our way

it's about
a rooster cackle
that cracks the dawn,
shards of sun 
splashed thru a shot glass,
to illuminate the truth

we came in alone
we'll go out alone,
and everything in between
just a pencil slash
on a death row wall 

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