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It's 1 am the taste is calling again another phone in sick another wake up feeling muggy, here i am again another wanting to be more another praying another , there must be more another , wheres the suicide door it cant just be this there has to be bliss there has to be smiles there has to be hugs , kisses all the things i miss all the things i crave no digging an early grave drink , roll smoke drink , roll smoke poison , chemicals inhaling better still pills thrills 2 hour highs 20 hour lows 2 hour sleeps 24 done reapeat bereve retreat believe no ones coming its you and your dreams tomorrow again i wake up and then its me, alone just me, no one, thoughts in My head the presure the dread the fear the buzz just me not us
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
Alone
It's 1 am the taste is calling again another phone in sick another wake up feeling muggy, here i am again another wanting to be more another praying another , there must be more another , wheres the suicide door it cant just be this there has to be bliss there has to be smiles there has to be hugs , kisses all the things i miss all the things i crave no digging an early grave drink , roll smoke drink , roll smoke poison , chemicals inhaling better still pills thrills 2 hour highs 20 hour lows 2 hour sleeps 24 done reapeat bereve retreat believe no ones coming its you and your dreams tomorrow again i wake up and then its me, alone just me, no one, thoughts in My head the presure the dread the fear the buzz just me not us
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i_macleod
36/M/uk preston lancashire
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
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