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Is It Too Early For Tequila?

Is it too early for tequila?
because wine just won't suffice � �
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altered in misdirection � �
was any of this meant to be? � �
free basing raw vanilla � �
life has taken the best of me � �
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how I got here? � �
your guess is as good as mine � �
living in the shadows of substance � �
missing only bars while I'm doing time � �
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my heart bleeds my soul � �
but was passion ever seen � �
tongues can't talk cut in half � �
even in Latin life was mean � �
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father's being father's � �
playing dodgeball in uncaged halls � �
lurking amongst the shadows � �
bells silently stroking before the fall � �
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hearts hid out in a desert � �
trusting of nothing coming near � �
realised feelings never released � �
it wasn't living, it was fear � �
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time covering for indiscretion � �
kindness begging to be heard � �
breeding and bottles eloping � �
giving meaning to the absurd � �
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words spilt in spurts of blood � �
cutting out the hatred of past � �
knowing only power of forgiveness � �
can heal all the pain that lasts �
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I don't ask of any to love me � �
or hear it fall from pretty lips � �
I'm just taking in � �
ever bit of beautiful � �
daily in tiny sips