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Mar 2018
The doctors gave me a pill not to feel
You place hands on me to heal
I try not to make this a big deal
I try not to make this a big deal

I'm trying not to deal
But I live in a casino
and the currency
is my sanity

I deal in sin
I deal in skin
Please don't take your hand away
I want to cash out

I want to let go of all of this
and tear up the deed
I want to sell everything
I want to go out of business
I want to wake up and whisper
Here once stood Casino Depression
The many words that come your way when explaining isn't so simple. But don't ever believe it's up to anyone else to save you from yourself. Support is great but.....in the end, you make the final decision to help, you.
Hopeless Outlet
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Hopeless Outlet  34/M/NYC
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