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Oct 2018
Hey come over, this war
Just might be over.
Who gives a **** if I'm not sober?
I've always wanted a lick, a hit, a try.
Okay so I really like to get high.
I dont wanna get sober,
I don't even wanna try.
So all cry.. silently tonight.
I wont bite, alright?
Not like those nights.
All try to be bright but not out of sight.
Common let's just get high tonight.
You know shes right,
I'm falling caught without fright.
Where is my knight?
Hell I'm already falling.
So now I write.


(C)
Jack
Written by
Jack  19/F/Denver
(19/F/Denver)   
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