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Dec 2016
I'm most creative at my darkest,
The pain is what keeps me going,
Without it I would have no will no drive,
The smoke although slowly choking me,
Is elevating the stress,
Alcohol is numbing the pain,
Is this how i'm supposed to be?
Is this how i'm Supposed to live?
The word it has become funny,
As if it's my own personal joke,
As I don't feel alive.
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       Glass, ---, Emma Kolditz Jensen, sltd, Caroline E and 9 others
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