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Back to the bottle to numb the pain,
Tomorrow will I feel shame?
My situation remains the same
Living in my worst nightmare,
My mind and body slain

The scars on my arms remain,
They'll be a few more before our end game
From anger I'll refrain,
I'll take it out on myself,
to save you the blame
 Sep 2024 Pierce Samuel
josef
in the beginning






God.
this seems really cliché to write, so if someone's wrote this before, mb!!!

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