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Nov 2018
i'm high on panic
all i can see is the static
filling my head
and my thoughts are as rapid as they are tragic
i bought a dime bag of other peoples problems
thinking i can solve them
but i can't
i popped a pill filled with other peoples tears
took a hit of other peoples fears
just another ***** of humanity.
idk
Written by
sandra dryer
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