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A Quart of Scotch With Chinese Food

somehow having a child in a city kept you desperate, made you accept drinking as a way of life. the chain smoking the waitress job that gin mill the office job. belonging is another form of punishment. beaten by men by odds, you never loved yourself enough. the rest was hot coffee on a cold night,with the kind of love that puts muzzles on dogs.

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Date: 12/31/2010 10:41:00 AM
I love the title of this poem Frank! Awesome! XOXO C!
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Date: 12/30/2010 5:39:00 PM
lol,, deep Frank,, enjoyed,..p.d.
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Date: 12/30/2010 3:30:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Frank. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information on PoetrySoup including contests by members of PoetrySoup and contests by the PoetrySoup site also. Wishing you a Happy New Year. Love, Carol
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