Cold Turkey
another day, filled with these ghosts decisions to be made, pathes taken a veiw of life, without you a taste, of something new you never took the chance so its your fault now. trying hard to ween myself off i'm not gone, i'm just not with you i shiver and shake with out you close to relapse, one last hit give me the drug that oozes from your veins the poison that seeps from your skin nearly cured, i've sorted myself, from you i know who i am, for once, without you i can look into the mirror and not see you looking back you should have tried harder spoke softer, touched more often, you should've been grateful you should have been more like her.
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Jester
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