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Oct 2019
I had a brother
He fueled himself on drugs and alcohol
Until his organs gave up on him

I had a close friend
He was clean for so long
His relapse left him dead with a needle in his arm

My best friend just wanted a smoke
So he stepped out on a second story ledge
He slipped and died before the ambulance got to him

My friend that I got high with
The **** got to his brain until he killed his parents
Now he only sees the outside through bars

I miss all of you
You’re the reasons I won’t go back
Robby
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Robby  38/M/Arkansas
(38/M/Arkansas)   
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