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May 2016
So ****** up I'm just roaming
I don't even know what driction I'm going

Trying so desperately to hold on
But I'm feeling to much like a pawn

When these little pills call my name
Again I am reclaimed

It seems I may have took to many
My world is spinning

I'm trying to enjoy the ride
But I feel the slipping I feel the slide

My head is spinning, I can't walk
I close my eyes and welcome the dark

I'm watch my lifes slide show once again
I can see way I'm standing on the rim

Going down and I can't swim
So I open my mouth and let more of those sweet pills in

I'll lay here and see where they take me this time
I'm just looking for the sublime

I'm playing my dangers game again of standing on the ledge
Watch me balance on the knives edge

This way if I fall it's not my fault
In the call of the drugs I was caught
My insides are all ready in a rot
So death is realy what is sought

But that's my secret don't tell a soul
So I balance on the edge to see which way I go
I'll push the limit a few more pills
A twisted way to get some thrills
I hear the call
A few more
I'm ready
For the
Fall
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
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