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Nov 2022
Seems like such a long time ago
5 years ago
practically a lifetime with everything that's happened
Drowning my sorrows with a clear liquid
Makes the mind only a little fuzzy
Blasting music doesn't make it leave
when the chaos is inside ones mind

It was cold that morning when it happened
a simple implication
a single phone call
and in the end
only one was hurt
beyond repair

How to "move on"
when the past still speaks up
friends, enemies, lovers, strangers
so many titles for a swift thought

How low can a angle fall
before the broken bones and care spirt
finally take their toll?

The only thing saving one from complete self destruction
was a self respect
another had for them
forever grateful
forever thankful

pushing limits
testing boundaries
only one who has gotten so far
only one
I can trust

when it was my little devil who saved me
when no one else could
Writing of the Unknown
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