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Sep 2017
TINKERING WITH DARKNESS UNTIL IT COSUMES US

CHASING NIRVANA THROUGH A ******* DRUG

SUFFERING SEEPING SO PAINFULLY,

NO LIGHT

I SEE YOUR BREATH IN THE SHADOWS AT NIGHT

ALOST ALONG ANOTHERS PATH

SILENT SLEEPS WHILE MORNING CRASHED

THE FIRES IN THE RAIN, SHE SCREAMS OVER AND OVER

I CAN ALWAYS TELL THAT YOU ARE NEVER SOBER

A PLACE, A SPACE,  WITH NO EMOTION

OCEANS EXPLODING, BRAINS ARE FLOATING, AND EVERYONES A DOPE HEAD

I HOPE THIS FOCUS BURNS AWAY

A WASTED LIFE WHEN YOU DONT LOVE PAIN

THE NAME OF THE GAME IS TO TAME

UTILIZE,

THESE ARE YOUR TOOLS, NOW USE YOUR MIND

YOU'RE ONE OF A KIND

I WILL SAY IT AGAIN

YOURE ONE OF A KIND

QIUT PLAYING PRETEND
Parker
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Parker  30/M/Here and there
(30/M/Here and there)   
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