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They say life flashes before your eyes If you are about to die . but why do i sit here ? My life flashed before me and i felt the scars again. The pain of seeing my mother's beautiful Lifeless face . She was at peace with the world as she lay in a coffin . The tearing of my heart as i kissed my comatose grandmother for the last time, before we pulled the plug . Drugs were my band-aid then . They comforted me in bliss, And i forgot my problems For as long as the high lasted . Now i can't use those band-aids For i have been to rehab and now i need answers . Answers as to why i am a standing and other people die .
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Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 6:19 AM UTC
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They say life flashes before your eyes If you are about to die . but why do i sit here ? My life flashed before me and i felt the scars again. The pain of seeing my mother's beautiful Lifeless face . She was at peace with the world as she lay in a coffin . The tearing of my heart as i kissed my comatose grandmother for the last time, before we pulled the plug . Drugs were my band-aid then . They comforted me in bliss, And i forgot my problems For as long as the high lasted . Now i can't use those band-aids For i have been to rehab and now i need answers . Answers as to why i am a standing and other people die .
this is a cry for help ....save me from myself
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19/M/Sub-conscious
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 6:19 AM UTC
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