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Aug 2018
Heavy are my thoughts
Hope to slow them down
Try this try that, never does it work
Now to try what I should not
Floating, flying through the clouds
Could this be the answer to my hopes and dreams
Crash, down comes the high
Thunderstorms in my mind, thoughts of pain
Give me more, end it all.
I wanted to portray the way drugs have felt in the past. using them to fix issues only to find new and worse issues.
The Boy With The Blue Umbrella
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The Boy With The Blue Umbrella  21/M/Citizen of earth
(21/M/Citizen of earth)   
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