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Aug 2012
Every day since leaving drugs behind,
Is like a new extreme,
One day you feel like heaven is real,
The abyss swallows you whole the next,
The sadness jumps on me,
And I do another line,
And as the powder fills my brain,
Iā€™m stepping back in time.
written in 2010
Simon Clark
Written by
Simon Clark
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