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 | Friday Nights 10/04/2004 @ 11:09am
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 | By: ninja
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 I do feel it, 
eating at my teeth 
and burning 
through my throat- 
out of me. 
It's addicting 
in its sick, 
and twisted ways. 
Yet, 
when I wipe 
the tears from my eyes, 
it's almost as if 
I've reinvented  
a better part of me, 
and rid of all the bad, 
every single Friday.
 
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