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Feb 2015
The bottle of pills are calling my name
That bottle of wine is doing the same
What's my preference?
Does it really matter?
Looking for that buzz in any form
Mix it up
Wash the pills down
Don't stop until I hit the ground

My only friends have lied to me
I thought I could stop, but how can this be
I can't put down the drink or drug
It's now become my only love

My only love is killing me
Anyone with eyes can see
What the hell do they do with me

Put me away
Tie me down
Unless I want this freedom
It won't be found
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
(Montville, NJ)   
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