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Apr 2013
That first taste so bitter and cold
By the third I'm that sweet altered state
I'm thirsty for acceptance
I'm hungry for love
This power feels incredible
My love of that altered state
Grows deeper every time
That feeling that everything is pillowed soft
My issues melt away what's left is the best part of me funny, ****, blunt, little me
Truth I need that altered state to help me feel normal
The hole world has no idea what its like in this head
The constant tug of war over every little decision  
A battle within myself
Written by
jessica Philpott  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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