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Drugs are poison to an already sick brain Relying on crime to supplement a need Just watch those junkies push their lives down the drain The once great potential gave way to greed I'm not asking for your sympathy Where were you when the weight of my desperation Forced me to seek a quick remedy? Yet you condemn me to eternal damnation But don't we all have that which we'd rather forget? Demons that lie in wait for when we are most vulnerable Those feeling of sorrow, hate and regret Stab holes in a shield meant to be impenetrable Remember, on whichever side of this fence you are Know that both are less clear cut then when viewed from afar
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
DRUGS: ON THE FENCE
Drugs are poison to an already sick brain Relying on crime to supplement a need Just watch those junkies push their lives down the drain The once great potential gave way to greed I'm not asking for your sympathy Where were you when the weight of my desperation Forced me to seek a quick remedy? Yet you condemn me to eternal damnation But don't we all have that which we'd rather forget? Demons that lie in wait for when we are most vulnerable Those feeling of sorrow, hate and regret Stab holes in a shield meant to be impenetrable Remember, on whichever side of this fence you are Know that both are less clear cut then when viewed from afar
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27/Androgynous/Between the bars
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
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