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Eyes red and read over. Pierced by investigative glances, Covered with a settling fatigue. The smell of smoke, liquor, and vomit. Dizzy from the spinning, spiraling outward and downward. Lost all concept of time. Am I dead? Maybe this is what dying feels like. My hands are soggy, I just want to lay down, Maybe die. If they're right, I should wake up in heaven. I wonder if I'll still have a hangover. |
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Very good and very true. A keeper. Give this student and A!
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great description
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