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Jul 2018
He lifts his shirt and starts to cry,
    When he sees what he did
       just to get bye.
        

So if a Scar tells a Story,
he never wrote a lie.


Just one more drink,
One more high
                                             Im fine, its ok

His 'control'          was just a lie
As he starts to bleed
as he wants to die

He realizes


Addiction is his only friend
      Now he's on the egde
IT walked him to the end
of a comforting  ledge
            and whispered
                  
        Jump




M. O. I
William de klerk
Written by
William de klerk  18/M/South Africa
(18/M/South Africa)   
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